This is a song about "Drew never gets hair cuts"

Put up to act gangsta, i’ve still experienced cuts,

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Another 5, eli won't even be there

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

Fuck healing i'm killin and sinning, shove venom in cuts

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

When you keep em right beside you

Top down feeling the breeze, no drew

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

My punchlines are more accurate that drew brees throws,

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

She never even wonders and cowers, or gets way shook,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

My dj cuts material....