This is a song about "Kenny butler"

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

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

Walk blind into a line or fight

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

So we could kick the butler out and we can make a muffin

"whatever is fair" but i ain't no jerry butler

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

Gerald butler except cool like zoo lander

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

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

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head