This is a song about "Eric likes men"

Cause men lie, women lie

That new c-l fly

I speak to cj often and sometimes

Posting a pic, get facebook likes

My direction good, well-rounded type

Your mind likes, robbing you of the spotlight

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

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

Here i go again, falling in love again

Nastiest over-limit went men

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

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

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

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