This is a song about "Prophet"

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

A prophet of catastrophic, balance between nonsense and logic

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

I like to call that a quick flip

You not shit, come off it, i'm the prophet

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces