This is a song about "E"

E= eater and mc's beware

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

So while the world goes drake crazy

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

The west coast too, e-40 and them made the hardest music,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

An allegory without the e

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

This is just the w-double e-d, speaking through me,