This is a song about "Jason barnaby and jonny baynton"

As for jason - thought he was adjacent to jason when it came to crazed

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

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

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

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

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

I'ma pack a mac when i crack your back. wear a jason mask and shoot a

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

These niggas chasing like jason, but i'll stay chopping steady.

Facin' time, in time i'll have nothin' to face like jason masks,

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs