This is a song about "John babb"

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

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

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

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

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

Trying to give them light and a message

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,