This is a song about "Mustard"

Just to see, these metaphors spread a course like mustard seeds

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Need more flava like mustard,then mustered and mastered

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

You're faker than a german hot-dog with no mustard,

Too focused, one word

He eats rows of em with mustard