This is a song about "Sons"

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

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

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Sons and daughters, thanks for bein

Then keep your change like an oink machine

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

All of my sons searching for their mommy now.

Will somebody please show me how

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

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence