This is a song about "John calvin"

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

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

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

This batmobile is real hard to steer

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

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

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

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see