This is a song about "Nick jones"

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

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

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

I'm so damn quick they you would rather stick to that boy nick

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

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