This is a song about "John brown slavery"

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Expose those fries, can't hold those down

Through slavery and doing years of confinement

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

People love hodgy i hate you though

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free