This is a song about "Jacob thompson"

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

They infiltrate our homes, africa

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

Singin' to a man while they played piano

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Actor done the switch of my gun

Guns spray your way so you can say your gonna be drowned.

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound