This is a song about "Ed westwick"

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

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

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

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

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

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

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

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models