This is a song about "Alex jones"

Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

A demon come near and i might throw a spear at the omen

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

Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

And all women who had light features, see

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,