This is a song about "John where are you"

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

The truth shall be told

Where the floor boards are so cold,

Where most people are poor and uneducated,

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

You belong where the rest of the accidents are at

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

They calling me often to offer me walls

A dark place without light where there are no laws/

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

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

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

I vanished from where you are, until you stop the weed and ban it

This is for the magic grill where noodle dreams are made

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great