This is a song about "Ryan john"

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

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

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

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

My new flow bought hublots below zero

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john