This is a song about "Jacob thompson"

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

For the occasion, paper planes

Bitch call a fucking doctor, bring a medical chopper,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Gotta copper chopper, whatchin me as i soon become hopper,

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

If you want the beef i'll pull the chopper and i'm stuntin mane

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her