This is a song about "Jar jar binx"

To open my jar hoppin out of the car blunt in

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Like i was trapped in jar but then i met my homie karn

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

Suddenly that weed falls out of the jar on the floor

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Fair skin like cream in genie jar but mouth spillin' wind like loony arse