This is a song about "A boy named drew"

Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

Little girl for a big boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I got a friend named chris rent

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Top down feeling the breeze, no drew

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Fuck shane battier that nigga a soft boy