This is a song about "John bowman"

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

People love hodgy i hate you though

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

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

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

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

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes