This is a song about "Farmer john"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Hard as mortars, guard the borders, hide the farmer daughters,

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

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

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

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

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

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I'm john wall, on call, i'll ball all night on any beat

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

The egyptian farmer shenti had just begun

I beach chair, with my malibu vision