This is a song about "John enriqez"

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

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

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

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

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

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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