This is a song about "Emma s"

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

The outline which you n****s out dated

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

And that´s how it has begun

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

It´s the battle of life

Inferior, but i'm nice

The best of the best, emma rae.

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

But now invisible cells around your brain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!