This is a song about "Myron jones"

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

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

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

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

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

The race war, when it's us against all of them

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

Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones

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