This is a song about "Homeless john"

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

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

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

My education stopped at a high school degree

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

As it slips through your toneless lips borderline homeless,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

And millions of homeless people back home