This is a song about "Jason hargrea"

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Californication, nah this is acidification, and i'm jason

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

There's a war with this nigga jason

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

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

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since