This is a song about "Term"

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Thinking about your belief in the term religion

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

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

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

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

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

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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