This is a song about "Alec jones"

I like to call that a quick flip

Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter

Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family