This is a song about "John campbell"

Don't remember her name but she used to fuck john stamos

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

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

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

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

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

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

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john