This is a song about "Nigger named john"

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

By a crackhead named june

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

They vaguely decipher my language

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

Unanimously named the game's president/

That's why i never claimed i was the best

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

Bad bitches never loved them though