This is a song about "John balderos"

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs

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

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

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

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

And yall niggas the right flow

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

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