This is a song about "Emma cornet"

The songs were so dumb, hearin' them almost blew off my ear drum.

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Sneak and blogger, does that ring a bell?

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

Torn apart, taken by storm, blow the war horn/

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form

Torn apart, taken by storm, blow the war horn/

Cause they fear me in physical form

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

Im scribbling mishappenings is anybody hearing em

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

No one goes to the oven to silence their whistle

Swearin', he can save memy stratagies official