This is a song about "Kenny adams"

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

Im that fiend bloody stacy adams trigger finger diamond ring

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

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

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

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

Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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