This is a song about "John madden"

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Hard to move on when you always regret one

If we just had more salmon we could play more madden

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

I broke mama heart with no college