This is a song about "John evans"

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

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

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

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

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

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

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

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

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

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