This is a song about "A guy named jr that is lame"

Im just that type of guy

Damn is your mattress dry

Who is this fool named mad dreamer

Took the van, went snatch her

Is just so fucking lame.

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

But still you have that money, and you come from where pay is lame,

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

And your whole crew is lame,

Hallow be thy name

That poor guy cant even take a hit

Get the zippo and spark the shit