This is a song about "Matt lewis"

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

Me and my microphone could be one

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

You a bitchass, little like stewart

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

You know who your messing with? it's lebron james

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Yea, i hit it up and spit it off with michael/

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

With a mu'fuckin' dream, like i'm martin luther king