This is a song about "Jhon paul jones"

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

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

She said hey paul im ready, when will you come get me, i said im on my way be there in a few,

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

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

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Paul walker must of pissed you off,

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby