This is a song about "Sons"

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

No rest for the wicked, or the clean purest of sons

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Running faster than these men running from they bastard sons

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

he saved our lives , he rose from death he forages for his sons,

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

Made me bust all the way to their next generation, their future sons got my jizz dna

To find out me and your man be sharing skirtsi'm hoping you don't take this the wrong way

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

All for dough to close the mouths of the hungry sons whom she bestowed her vows

Father was rich enough to pay, child would never have any sons

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence