This is a song about "Kenny majoros"

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Real nigga, street certified

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

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

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord