This is a song about "John cena"

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

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

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

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

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I'm john wall, on call, i'll ball all night on any beat

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

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

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow