This is a song about "John babb"

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

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

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

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

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

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

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

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