This is a song about "Atte er vinner"

Chain withdrawn when we not together

Sorry baby i don’t mean to pest-er

Another round what the song say

I am not the fake that you see er day

I put you in the er

Fuck them, fly together

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

Blast from yo past im a mast to the er in the making open the oven check whats baking,

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

You will wake up in the er with your body covered in stitches

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

With a broken front bump - er tryna get a stripper as

But he don't rule a thing

And er body else is speeding

Oh you mad ‘cause i’m stylin’ from the city of power

And if they try to stop you, put em in the er