This is a song about "John d"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

That means obama aint got my d

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

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

Hopin' that my niggas see

Be my little jodi flow d.

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Cause time is money

Bitch don't live without the d/

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

You ain't detroit, im the d

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

Turning to ground zero

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don