This is a song about "Jay rock"

Getting higher than a fuking blue jay.

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

I'm a real thug,you can call me jay

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

Im spittin like the rock

Only real niggas stay on top

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

T.i., ludacris, jay electron', b.o.b shocks america,

Cause baby you're my rock

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Dodge a #punch, upper#cut like #jay #z

So high i’m on the ceiling baby