This is a song about "John connaughton"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

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