This is a song about "Nth term"

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Short-term, long-term, nothing was the same, you

My city's culture to the game now in existence

And reagan's term collapsed, and it's been downhill ever since,

I want a long term relationship don't you get it?

This is like love, that you can never get

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

You suck like a hoover, i'm here to end your term, sir

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Thinking about your belief in the term religion

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

It's no wonder that my wordiness doesn't deserve the term worthy... yet