This is a song about "Spencer jones"

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

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

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

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

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

I maybe funny but i'm always taking money, plus i ain't throwing jokes,

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

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay