This is a song about "Jaelon stewart"

You a bitchass, little like stewart

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

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

I am the overseer, an undeveloped mind of your sadistic peer,

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year