This is a song about "John f"

Pocket racked up all big faces

So why the f should i be in his

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Talking about the god you serve

F u are my favorite letters

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Leaving a jaw in awe unable to f-f-f-fucking comment.

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

I must go like fly route

When she f***in' turns around