This is a song about "Eli thomas"

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

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

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

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

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

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

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

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

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

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