This is a song about "John frusciante"

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

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

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

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

A mansion with marble floors, and security codes

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