This is a song about "John wick"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton 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

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

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

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

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

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames