This is a song about "Pacman jones"

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

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

Without choice or hope to voice our own noiseless mope of far away homes

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

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

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

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

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