This is a song about "Emma edwards"

See your meek, weak and your future is bleak cuz im lebron james and i am bringing the heat.

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Lebron james, when im in the paint

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

We don't plot, we go straight in like j.j watt/

I got pissed one day and threw piss on a guard,

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Don't derail or drop your guard

Like a small garage in your backyard

It's not that i don't need ya but see yaand i hope you understand why i'm bustin

Don't know if i'm imagining or if i'm channeling a paladin

She's your garden peach, you're her guard indeed, gonna charge, besiege

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

And copy what's hot until that goes cold