This is a song about "John mahran"

Your girlfriend want to follow

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

Don't remember her name but she used to fuck john stamos

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

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

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

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