This is a song about "John lang"

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

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

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

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

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

I'm john wall, on call, i'll ball all night on any beat

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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