This is a song about "John johm"

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

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