This is a song about "John cockrell"

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

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

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

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