This is a song about "You son of zardari"

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

Fuck you go to hell u cheating son of a bitch i wish u fell

You my son, you should thank my dick.

Small, but you talkin' big

Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

I'ma son you, no irv gotti

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

The you of my son, family and friends will just drop.

So when ya see me nigga

I'm the bastard son of a

Fuck it, i'm done

Damn.... can you keep up son?

I'mma live and die in cali

While you loudly scream "damn son" proudly