This is a song about "People like to be the heroes and stuff"

Proceedin' to be lethal to the right kinds of people

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Of the people in world, and i'd be the source

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

They aren't the kind of people i like to talk to,

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

Located in dublin, many people are chucking stuff at rock hudson and have stopped loving"

You know i'm the beast and you'd like to be it

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

See people to be leaving the cold medina

I can always depend on my mama