This is a song about "Jaelon stewart"

You servant,to the industry when your skill is honestly worthless,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I'm raw as serena williams bitch and you're just venus.

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

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

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Now you be a servant

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost