This is a song about "Emcees"

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Till i make all emcees love me

But newer emcees grew new views/

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

Torn emcees dread the skills of me

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

You pussy emcees need to get a taxi home

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands