This is a song about "John makin"

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

And i'mma show you how the south was won

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

Have you ever felt like, like you never get life

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

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

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

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

Good kids make bad grown ups

Im busy makin big bucks

Im cuttin the sales and makin the scenes,

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets