This is a song about "Thomas hooker and john winthrop"

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

My rhymes brought you to death row.7-15 rehabbing like a hooker gettin clean.

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Im john marston the pioneering jedi,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three