This is a song about "Indiana jones"

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

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

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

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

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

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