This is a song about "John ayres"

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

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

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

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave