This is a song about "Jones town"

Pushed down and ain't accepted any town

I pray you send an angel down

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly

Don’t mean i ain't ‘posed to take you down

About to eat up ya whole town

I'm on deck i'm up next

We'll run this fucking town x5

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Double mg shit, i put the set down

Telling me that its my town.

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby