This is a song about "John lowe"

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

Once upon a time not long ago

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue