This is a song about "Paul mcartney"

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Paul walker must of pissed you off,

Looked at her number and gave her a call she picked up and i said hey its paul,

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

While i'm chunking up the duece like that nigga paul wall

Thought the paul walker disses were over

You know...you know who you are