This is a song about "Shelby sousa"

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Back when shelby had that timberwood, off the fam good

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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