This is a song about "Jason morris"

To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked

And make the same face on every play like jason kidd

Machete to your face, jason

Latin and asians, black, caucasian

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

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

There's a war with this nigga jason

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

My bars are a fluent fit / a confusing mix exiting my spewing lips

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

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Close your eyes for freddy but open em for jason,say my name five times fats and its me

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

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

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