This is a song about "Liam jones"

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

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

That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

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

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

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

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

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

When you about me disengaged from liam youll act crazy til your man leaves you too,

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you