This is a song about "John dickinson enlightenment"

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

But i'm feeling conscious in the process of enlightenment,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

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

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

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

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

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

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john