This is a song about "John frusciante"

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

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

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

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

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

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive