This is a song about "Emily and jacob"

Emily, fam, and lorenzo

Hit the club she drop it low

My talent should take me places i've never been

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

And a fridge and some broccoli

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

See, i'm second to no one

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun