This is a song about "Jaelon stewart"

Rap temple custodian, i'm priest to meet you, you're elite too?

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

I could be brian and you could be stewart

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

So hood i put sugar on toast then i serve it like a host

It’s a neighborhood where nervously i host black friends,

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.

Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait

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

Yeah man rhyming all out like doctor suess and christopher wallace,

I can buy your girl anyday for a 20...benson,

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

I'm hip hops servant, i give the best cause it deserves it