This is a song about "Kenny phipps"

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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

Cause everythang gonna be alright

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

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

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

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