This is a song about "John venzon"

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

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

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

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

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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