This is a song about "Homeless john"

Hungrey as the homeless

That's why i shine like i does

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I got something you've been waiting for

From homeless to riches, not money but #figure

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes

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