This is a song about "Jaelon stewart"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Wrapped around your throat, you about meet death with me as your host

So we could kick the butler out and we can make a muffin

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

She do everything i say

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

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Now cook me a meal, gordon

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

And when shit like what happened to amanda todd happens, we just sit around/

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

And i'm hiding in your closet and imma come out of that shit like jason collins