This is a song about "John ocampo"

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

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

I don't know, obviously i disappear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

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

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor