This is a song about "Jones brother s"

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

A demon come near and i might throw a spear at the omen

Lost ma mother and my brother

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for