This is a song about "Ryan jones"

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

Crash and burn, ryan dunn

In earth, as it is in heaven

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

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

Ryan spits hot fire

You know...you know who you are

See, i'm second to no one

Down the ryan, in a scion