This is a song about "John mahran"

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

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

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

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise