This is a song about "Scatman john"

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

When it's trouble, they "blocka" and fuck a life

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

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

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

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

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon