This is a song about "John mccain"

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

But five years from now i bet she see

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won