This is a song about "Kenny egghead"

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

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

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

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

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette