This is a song about "John you can t rap"

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

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

I rap like the god you can call me zeus,

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

You think that you can rap man? shit,don't make me giggle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Here you go, it's your rap, you can have it back

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

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