This is a song about "John herlihy"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

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

Every woman that know us think uzoma my cousin

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon