This is a song about "Eric lu"

Yo it's lu, and the rap shit is flowin' through his veins,

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Well lu-tsid let me ya tell ya man

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

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

My homie lu, he says i rhyme in a rhythm

He been waiting for his connection to come

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I don't care if liu kangs dead,just like lu said, we don't get recognition

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

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever

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