This is a song about "Mrsir dewey"

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

If it's not tell them bitches take a hike, word life

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

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

So step inside my chamber aimed for pearly gates

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don