This is a song about "John john"

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

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

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer