This is a song about "John winthrop"

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs

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

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

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

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