This is a song about "Ed westwick"

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'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

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

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

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

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

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

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

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

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

Sicker than a motherfuckin' schizo up in special ed,