This is a song about "John calvin"

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

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

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

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

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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