This is a song about "Damned"

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

I see so many familiar faces, amongst these damned souls,

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Then waking up in the morning sore next to a damned dead blonde whore

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

The future for our youth's group is damned, the roots,

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Ill be damned if you contribute stress to my worries

But i'll be a damned if i let a man try me for his lunch

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

We try and stand, government help us or else we're damned

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

Cause i'd be damned if i find out you receiving abusive head

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

And he'll be damned if he's gonna put up with that line again