This is a song about "Dake jones"

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

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

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

You is not hip then i can not coach her

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

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

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