This is a song about "Son s wedding"

To be throwing the hand’s son”

There are times when you'll need someone

Comedian, try again, son

Catch you up on places i've been

If you ever feel alone and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

I'm different and listen stop it with the wedding ring

They'll have to rename this one

I don't want your fucking votes son

Damn.... can you keep up son?

But girl you got me open

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold

The wedding tape makes me travel back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black