This is a song about "John cenz"

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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