This is a song about "Jaylan jones"

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly