Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled
The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,
Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,
How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit
Met a man last night he said his name was jim.
In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin
I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones
If you side against the horn you are ludicrous
When i combine the two weapons i get the devil's horn
They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn
Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today
And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay
Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow
I be the type to take off before the horn blow
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