Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today
But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way
Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit
Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,
My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom
Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,
See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.
(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe
Witnessing what i did for d.c. though
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