This is a song about "Ryan john"

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Lost my nigga over nothing though

For the occasion, paper planes

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

We came.. way too far pretty baby

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

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Down the ryan, in a scion

Car seats got screens in them

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

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

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

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