This is a song about "Ed westwick"

Can't you see i'm undefeat-ed,

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

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

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

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

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