This is a song about "Indiana jones"

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

But everybody is a g with the weed in 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

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

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,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

Ambition is definitely on the way

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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