This is a song about "Jim o brien"

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

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Growing up i had your posters o

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

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

Mother, o my mother!

Something worth dying for

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

O save me please just bravely

Rack, rack city shit

While o stands for omelet