This is a song about "John evans"

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

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

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Don't remember her name but she used to fuck john stamos

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

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

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,