This is a song about "Edd ed an eddy"

Me and my peeps often meet

An immortal technique

Rack, rack city shit

An insane lunatic

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

Its an imagination

Catch you up on places i've been

An unofficial relation

Or babies they raisin

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

I just want to be on my w-double e-d,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Insane like ed gein, putting dope in the vein, by the bundles.