This is a song about "Great depression and roaring 20s"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

Denni-c and the fucking great mc...

So drop the slam and let's get sick

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Then i'll get laid and it feels fuckin great

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

See this depression and aspergers and god knows what else

And ejaculate, it feels great

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

All this paper i fold

Great, now i'm alone and zoned.

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate