Radar Online has obtained chilling text messages that rapper 50 Cent sent to his 16-year-old son Marquise in the weeks before he was charged with assaulting his youngest son’s mother.

Apparently 50 Cent was outraged after the lad failed to open the door during a custody visit in Atlanta. The shocking text messages reveal the dysfunctional nature of communications between the mentally unbalanced rapper and his son.

“F*ck you stop texting me… delete my number” texted 50 Cent, whose real name is Curtis Jackson III. The father also hurled obscenities at his first born son, and called the boy’s mother, Shaniqua Tompkins, a “d*ck sucking b*tch.

In 2008, a suspicious fire gutted Tompkins’s Long Island, NY home. At the time, Tompkins, star of TLC reality show “Starter Wives”, accused Jackson of starting the fire in an attempt to kill her and her then 11-year-old son after a dispute over child custody in 2007.

Jackson faces up to five years in jail and $46,000 in fines on recent charges of domestic violence and vandalism. Jackson’s baby mama called police on June 23 to report Jackson had attacked her and trashed her condo.

The woman has a son with Jackson.

Read the text messages below. But be warned: the texts are very graphic.

50 Cent: Hey I’m outside the house at the front door.

50 Cent: I came to the front door then lights went off. What’s up?

Marquise: U lying u outside?

Marquise: Lol.

Marquise: Lol u fronting.

50 Cent: I saw you looking out the window good luck in life. Your gonna need it.

Marquise: Lol u fronting hard body now, how u going to see me when I’m in the basement lmao

50 Cent: F*ck you

50 Cent: You are your mother child

Marquise: Lol why would u lie about that lol

50 Cent: I need a blood test cause that d*ck sucking b*tch you call mom was f*cking the hole time

50 Cent: I don’t think your funny at all. I drove out here for nothing.

Marquise: Pops ur trippen now, why u won’t been get one u had 16 years lol, I know u lying bc u didt even call me too go outside

50 Cent: Are you f*cking crazy I don’t have time to play boy. I told you I would come see you. I came motherf*cker start turning lights out and looking threw the blinds.

50 Cent: Are you f*cking stupid. You had me drive over there why do you think I needed a address sh*t head. I saw the lights go out then some one playing in the blinds and there no party going on. F*ck you to

50 Cent: You your mother and your sister f*ck all of yal.

Marquise: I might dumb, come thru then, no need to get upset

Marquise: Stop by and say hello too ur son

50 Cent: What the f*ck are you taking about I’m not f*cking with you after this I leave Atlanta in the morning.

Marquise: So come thru then

50 Cent: F*ck you

Marquise: No need for all that

50 Cent: You are bigger enough to know better so f*ck you stop texting me

Marquise: Ight

50 Cent: Tell your mother she won. She has you and ill make another. I will have nothing to do with you. Don’t text me ever again.

Marquise: U keep texting me lol

50 Cent: It’s cool I will never go out of my way again. You disrespectful little mother f*cker.

Marquise: Lol u never do I don’t know not that doesn’t even call there son for his birthday

Marquise: Or get him a gift for his b-day or for Christmas.

50 Cent: You are your mothers son. I don’t have a son anymore.

50 Cent: F*ck you all you want is a gift. Like your mother and your ungrateful sister.

50 Cent: Delete my number.

50 Cent: You never call what the f*ck I’m suppose to call you to give you something sorry

Marquise: Welp if u feel that way, I don’t about no gift it’s the thought that means the most, remember this money ain’t everything

Marquise: I’m tired of calling u, why don’t call me and please can’t wait to hear this excuse

50 Cent: Good luck with you life man. I tried to come talk to you. You din’t have to have me come all the way out there if you don’t to see me you little ass hole.

50 Cent: I don’t have to make a excuse for anything. I’m a grown ass man boy. You talking about money ain’t everything. Your right but when you don’t have any your gonna understand why I work so hard. I’m done texting you delete my number. Marquise: Thank u, and u know dang well u ain’t come out here too see, but if that’s what u want to stick then I’m sorry, and I know why u work hard, ok, god bless

50 Cent: Are you f*cking stupid.