This is a song about "John snow knows nothing"

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Now shes covered in "snow" and froze,

So much snow got me feelin' snowden

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Rap godliness the pope knows

Or was it a snow cone? who knows...

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

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

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity