This is a song about "John calvin"

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs

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

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

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

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