This is a song about "Ed howlett"

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

Uneven-ed floors, like joeys cornelius flow might be psycho though, you trifling

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

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

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

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

We're sicker than a student who's piling in special ed,

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Sicker than a motherfuckin' schizo up in special ed,

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Start to laugh when i'm picturin anto sittin in special ed

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet