This is a song about "Eric sinz"

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

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

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

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,