This is a song about "Thomas canning and jessica smith"

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Now the army suit's cute with my chocolate airs

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

We was loonie i suppose, you could

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison