This is a song about "Owen lewis"

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

They left daniel alone to fight with the lions

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I'll come up on ya with an ak or a thompson like i'm n.w.a straight outta

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

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