This is a song about "John cockrell"

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

Now the army suit's cute with my chocolate airs

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

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

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

We will never die, we are forever alive

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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

Double m g forever though

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