This is a song about "Jim jones"

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

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

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

My mission is to make em laugh, jim carey

You a lady boss, now you fly free