This is a song about "John forrestall"

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

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

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

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

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes

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