This is a song about "Pension"

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

Atheist, the sandman want his pension

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

No one cares bout the recession, till some chairman's pension is threatened

68. soon i'll be old and collecting my pension,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Without the mention, im essentially living for a pension

To wasting afflicted by the curse of addiction to security an pension

And see mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression