This is a song about "Beth parkin"

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I'm parkin' when it's dark and embark to take part in some heartless carnage

Ran through rally's parkin' lot and took a shortcut

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

No money for the meter when i'm parkin' em

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Nothing left. but wait! i just saw who killed beth

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Had a bad effect and it made you smack beth