This is a song about "Term"

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

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

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

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

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

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Thinking about your belief in the term religion

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

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

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