This is a song about "Hugh jones"

But you like that hugh?go raw dawg on your pussycat

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

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

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

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

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

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Snappin bingers on my lawn, we can blaze all day (hugh?)/

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

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

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

I mobilized violence to monopolise power any nigga neck and neck with me got his thoat cut/

Damn angrily casually cause havoc, a raw savage from a zoo shelter, like hugh hefner i keep it up