This is a song about "Emma short"

Life's to short to always hold a grudge

My mama smoked so god damn much

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

And i'm one short of christmas, hoho

Haha, i like my short cake shorter

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

I'm short a couple dollars with a chip all in my collarbone,

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

Life is too short to be mentally toxic

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Ignite the bomb short fuse,

Niggas die over shoes