This is a song about "Jason laar"

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

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

There's a war with this nigga jason

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Or i'll come break ya back dressed up in a jason mask,

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

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

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,

Call me jason, cause opposites act like its friday the 13th, bad for life/

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies