This is a song about "Jim marter"

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

Met a man last night he said his name was jim.

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

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

My mission is to make em laugh, jim carey

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

Sapose to be a father i'd rather be a marter fuck u peice off shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

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

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist