This is a song about "John dell"

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

And i wonderwhere will i be next year

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

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

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

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

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

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

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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