This is a song about "Jim o"

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

When you ain't got no education

I drop o after o of the loud,

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Maybe we just need to slow

On his way back to home eya-eya o

Mother, o my mother!

When we not in summer

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

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

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

Mother, o my mother

Just so happens mine they prefer

O wait...your moms already did/

Wahlberg +shooter+, young flow fluid