This is a song about "Eric douche"

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Is i can be a complete douche bag, apologise and it would be all fine

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Eric heiden skating toe game playing chess while he lappin

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

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Well zoom, no offense but you look like a so-cal douche

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Cause now i can actually go the distance unlike you douche,

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for