This is a song about "Ed howlett"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Crossover give ed to d, so that i'll leave ill sucker limping

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

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

Then dipped into the sea, back, for next thing menu-ed up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Insane like ed gein, putting dope in the vein, by the bundles.

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

I just want to be on my w-double e-d,

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see