This is a song about "John criton"

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

And i'mma show you how the south was won

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

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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