This is a song about "Kenny"

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

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

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

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

Reach for the door, get your access denied

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

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