This is a song about "Fleece johnson"

My god isnt dwayne johnson

We have nothing in common

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was bathed in blood,

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was black as coal,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Finer breeds, everything is fleece,