This is a song about "Ana and eric"

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

It's roc nation, this my team

We might be back in this baby

Living young and wild and free

Eric ya long-haired derelict look what i've got stock in store,

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

He's not superman, he's eric bischoff playing the jester

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

And pissing red, white, and blue

And all the shit you went through

They laugh and scream and leap

I pray the lord my guns to keep