This is a song about "Toby jones"

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Toby pretending to be g, drop that

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

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

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

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

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

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Now i gotta explain to toby blain you're insane

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

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

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