This is a song about "John alan"

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

Heard that you alright though

Every woman that know us think uzoma my cousin

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

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

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john