This is a song about "John terry"

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

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

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby