This is a song about "John mack"

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Only got a vague idea of the meaning of mack

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

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

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs

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,

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

While working on my mistakes

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don