This is a song about "John lackey"

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

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

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

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

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

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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