This is a song about "John roel"

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

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

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free