This is a song about "John makin"

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

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

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Dvd’s and my dirty clothes

Makin hella pesos

Im cuttin the sales and makin the scenes,

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

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

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Im busy makin big bucks

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts