This is a song about "Kenny adams"

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Ill hit you out the park just like im kenny loft.

Cause everythang gonna be alright

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips