This is a song about "John got rejected by kelly"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Got their mummy and caught their carriage, damaged by earth's kids

I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Inspected and then rejected

They was on that mase shit

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Even got some here by crackheads,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Got him rinsed, sink, sinking in by the meter/

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

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

It got stolen by a heroin junkie and it sucked

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different