This is a song about "John winchester"

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

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

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

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

The world looking out, they on the front row

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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