This is a song about "Ed edd n eddy"

Expert with lines, the pen has tension-ed me , best with the rhymes,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

I guess i crunched yo bones in half, a machine like ed reed built me

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

More mistakes could be made ‘n

I'll never call you bitch again

I told him get his 9 and run

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

Tried perfecting my letters n

I’m effervescent, just ask them