This is a song about "Drew and emma"

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

I even drew a clear picture in the words

And talking shit we gon' party all day

The best of the best, emma rae.

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I call it speaking tongues

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

Know just what your worth

And their mothers and fathers