This is a song about "John dickinson"

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

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

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

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

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

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son