This is a song about "Alexis robinson"

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Count on myself like a castaway

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Asking for prayers from some hermit virgins

So here i am at the store for some chips

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

When guys are sexist, i'm alexis bro, you're what i don't like!

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

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