This is a song about "Cheer"

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

But cheer up i manufacture like krupp and you shit like a pup

You can pick the next room

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

In a garbage can, that'll cheer you up and let ya heal

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

Standing onstage defined by the cheer i am receiving from mankind,