This is a song about "Toby jones"

Toby pretending to be g, drop that

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones

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

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Now i gotta explain to toby blain you're insane

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

Would you capture it, or just let it slip

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

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Then you're a witch could it get worse when i dissed toby in "it's on"

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won