This is a song about "Jim o"

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

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

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

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

I drop o after o of the loud,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

My mission is to make em laugh, jim carey

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Go go go go fuck your assy hole eya-eya o

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o