This is a song about "Eric cartman"

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

He's not superman, he's eric bischoff playing the jester

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Eric heiden skating toe game playing chess while he lappin

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Eric ya long-haired derelict look what i've got stock in store,

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split