This is a song about "Brian s shane"

Bad, just like an 80's car

You get close but no cigar

S on my chest like a superman vest

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Im happier when high and drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

But the same deposition take it every time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

If only i could go back into the 80’s

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,