This is a song about "Jones"

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

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

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

Yeah, broken ass bones, and shattered hearts, faggots follow faggots like theyr fuckin clones,

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

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

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby