This is a song about "Sons"

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

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

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

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

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

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Polluting my computer are the sons of such medusas//a mess

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Signed to sons of scotland and i only sent a demo once

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

All of my sons searching for their mommy now.