This is a song about "John lackey"

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

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

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,

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

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

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes