This is a song about "Best lyrics"

The best of the best, emma rae.

She can't know where my mother stay

When i ripped the lyrics

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Every one love my lyrics

Look, need to call it quits

Been spending most our lives

Do you approve of my lyrics?

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Mixing a couple of random lyrics

You got some half baked lyrics

And the v12, that's on various trips

"lose yourself'' in carl's lyrics,

All green nigga pick six

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Who knew i could rip these lyrics