This is a song about "John cockrell"

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

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

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

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

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

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