This is a song about "Lot"

With a lock - in the back of the parking lot

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Not only had the fiend died

Pour a lot of cyanide

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

I lost lot of energy today

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

No know stop, no gods, armed with a crossbow, the lot.

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Release the song, cash the lot

Got a beans if you wanna pop

So you finally got the nerve

I got a lot of haters.

Sweet, okay makes sense

Since i took a lot offense