This is a song about "John david stickney"

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

David is goliath slaying i was 5 stone lighter in the weighing

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

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

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

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Restrained as david ayer's training day, pavin' ways, makin' change

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

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