This is a song about "Drew mom"

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

My mom, it was the bomb,

This rapping is just a charm

Top down feeling the breeze, no drew

What preceded was the clue

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Your mom jumped on this cock

I love the way you walk

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

My punchlines are more accurate that drew brees throws,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Fucks i give? big easy, drew brees

I'm everything that they call nice