This is a song about "Em gir"

Platinum back again, asinine when they asking em

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

I faced 'em, kidnapped 'em, then slayed ‘em gravely

Must be something you want me to see

Their taking lives and twisten em

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Show 'em what your made of, persuade 'em or upgrade 'em

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Deep throatin' what he give 'em,

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Then lost my faith again

You think that weed'll solve em