This is a song about "Davy jones"

With all the sick things ya saying, i'll take you and slim davy.

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Davy, send him in, tear you from limb to limb

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

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

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

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

So slim davy throw me the tape

Way too much right here is at stake

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

* amalgam digital download bonus track

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap