This is a song about "Sons"

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

All of my sons searching for their mommy now.

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

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

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

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

Cause they don't hear the shit im saying hunger

Can't you see it only makin ya sons suffer?/

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

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

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

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