This is a song about "Dumping tea into the harbor"

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Dumping the whack words making the tower tip

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Dumping dead bodies on the school playground i don't give a shit

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Queen b would have you servin tea/

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I'm into the lyrics, you bastards are into aesthetics

The weed into the bong

Full of shit, like i ate that john

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

20 racks really thats sneaker money

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor