This is a song about "Jimmy casket"

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I'm back and on track, you'll be packed in a sack or a casket

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

And the drastic aspects, just so you know that i'm pissing on your casket,

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

She crazy, that stalker shit

Better be closed casket,

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

And a head like jimmy neutron, now who's tryna be my cindy?

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see