This is a song about "Farmer john"

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

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

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Don't remember her name but she used to fuck john stamos

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

We got soul but no control, like john rambo rippin' throats

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes