This is a song about "John clear water"

Unable to think clear

Ain't that your worst fear

But my brother got a year

Let me make one thing clear,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Lets just make that loud and clear

We got soul but no control, like john rambo rippin' throats

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes