This is a song about "Owen lewis"

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

My half self was part red just like the dress of clark kent

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Yeah, one time for the

We're like martin and gina

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

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

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

Plan to get rich is going without a hitch,

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

I cant stop im like a ship without an anchor

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer