This is a song about "John entezari"

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

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

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for