This is a song about "John b watson"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

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

We got money to go get baby

I dare you, come at me b

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

And i did the video for really though

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Parking lot of the blue flame

Da real queen spellin b

But am i less holy

Could i make you my baby

"could of cost your life b"

I'm rolling down the window

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