This is a song about "Nigger named john"

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Whole cemeteries named after me

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

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom