This is a song about "Osmosis jones"

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

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

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

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally