This is a song about "Ms jones"

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

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

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

And it rules everything around them

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

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

I think i just heard ms cleo

Down just so we can grow

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest