This is a song about "Raymone jones"

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

See, i like the person that you are

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

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

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

Then play you all my latest shit

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

Yeah, broken ass bones, and shattered hearts, faggots follow faggots like theyr fuckin clones,