This is a song about "Jenna marbles"

But i am known to be blown, like a clone or a drone made of stone

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

Its a nightmare ma jesus piece links to rosary beads

Nigga i ain't never scared

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Crystal clear zoned mirror , need please on knees deplete destroy

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

Boy if you a king im the jewels in ya crown

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

And these two, other sloos, sucking my dick for a bag of jewels