This is a song about "Term"

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

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

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

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

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

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

Thinking about your belief in the term religion

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit