This is a song about "Myron jones"

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

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

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

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

Hard to move on when you always regret one

N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks

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