This is a song about "Drew"

I even drew a clear picture in the words

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Fucks i give? big easy, drew brees

Just know that i'm always

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

Top down feeling the breeze, no drew

Drew my blueprint, got it illustrated affiliated

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

My punchlines are more accurate that drew brees throws,

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

And drew up a blue image of the day she died