This is a song about "Eddy the loser"

And that fear made me into a loser

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The bigger the the fun

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Loser fat weirdo freak i've been called a disgrace

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Intendent attend them, cool cause

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

You are gonna look like a loser, when you go against me,

And this that raw shit, dead bodies chopped up in the sewer

But when i go back into that lingering school i'm a loser,

By the age of twenty two i'll be a loser or a dad

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that