This is a song about "John white"

Don't remember her name but she used to fuck john stamos

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

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

Yeah my skin color is white,

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

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

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for