This is a song about "Eli thomas"

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

But fuck it, i know i'm the best, eli porter would shout it.

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Book of eli, i just came to fill my water jug

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison