This is a song about "Being retarde"

I must not fear being insane

So much to say a scrabble game

Im tired of being slepted on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Just the fact of being there

And if they did, they didn't care

Now this is what i call an evening

Took the form of a human being

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I bet it hard being you

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

For going on being

For going on being

I do the right thing

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Being an alchoholic i fear,