This is a song about "Writing a good son"

It ain't nothin' better than a passionate woman

Shit, come down, its not that much of a suprise son!

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

I won't apologize for writing a sad rap,

Shrine in a timely fashion never been cought ain't tryna brag son

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

To me its fun, when i kill a son

Mic crazytyga man, i'm part asian

Homosexuality's a sin, but that's dirty son?

They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin

Cold, my style making my nose run

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Are you honestly just tryin to be a nuisance son?

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

You just working with the scraps you was given