This is a song about "Wayward son"

When something is broken

Damn.... can you keep up son?

We left em a world that's cursed

Welcome son to the new world

I hit your block and we can box for fun

// [but the kid is not my son]

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Okay son be a good boy

They'll have to rename this one

So you better run better run son

I don't trust no one

Now let me talk to you son,

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

I told him get his 9 and run

So the ones eye has freak don't run

To be throwing the hand’s son”