This is a song about "Eddy is dodging"

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Is a necessity,

The bomb is can bwe you is

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

Hold up yea we the best

Your bad is what is alleged

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

This is ice, this is frozen,

And the reason that i'm going

Cash is overflowing

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

This is not fake it it is reality