This is a song about "John babe"

Call my shots, like babe ruth/

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam

Real niggas never hate another man

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

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

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

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

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Well babe i've never felt this way

It's a roller coaster babe, and sometimes i catch myself throwing up,

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup