This is a song about "John bowman"

I like my friends imaginary with no names

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

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

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

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

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

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

I've been fly, i'd could probably show