This is a song about "Jay s"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

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

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

My big dick into her va jay jay

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

How i think about you every day

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

The outline which you n****s out dated

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,