This is a song about "Papa john s pizza"

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Your papa your mama should tell you not to miss with me

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Papa aren't you proud of me i got 5 mansions

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

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

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I avoid that shit and order papa john's