This is a song about "Johnson s rad beats"

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

I mean of course just the same old

S queezys very bold

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Its actually rad but if you keep on hatin im not get sad

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice