This is a song about "Son telling his dad i hate you"

I call em up, they might fall through

I hate it and i hate you,

Back of your mind, i know you wanna stop me son

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Dad, it's so ridiculous, feeling silly i hit you up

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Always a jokester, stubborn as mule but i miss having you call me son

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

"gonzalo, can you still beat me?" "son, i don't know."

Ironically it subs like a hero