This is a song about "John grandma"

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

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

I'll teach you how to take it slow

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

I got ya grandma on my dick (ha ha)

Is written in our souls, africa

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Kill your grandma, piss on her corpse, r. kelly nigga,

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Like im a grandma knitting these rhymes with no caution and effortless

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won