This is a song about "John roush"

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

And all women who had light features, see

If you try to give it to me at the door

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

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

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

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

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

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

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