This is a song about "Jim o brien"

O save me please just bravely

Cause all i want is you, baby

On his way back to home eya-eya o

We magnetizing the ghetto

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

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

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

My records sell, yes sir

Mother, o my mother!

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

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Or closed casket for our troubles

O so maybe it's for quite levels

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Plus he is always holding a teddy eya-eya o