This is a song about "John toe"

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

That reminds the blind to dress to the nines head to toe

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

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

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

She got toe but im not talking turf,

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

Head to toe, face and feet,

We can't catch the beat

Deal with defeat, they gotta toe

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

The world looking out, they on the front row

Three bad bitches in a row like tic tac toe

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john