This is a song about "John wick"

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

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

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

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

We came.. way too far pretty baby