This is a song about "John lewis"

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

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

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

They say it's only one life, life, life

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I'm john wall, on call, i'll ball all night on any beat