This is a song about "Emmanuel t seliso mane"

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

All bristle and mane with pistons engaged, and pistols with eight different

They calling me the hottest in the game

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Gotta lay low in the future mane

I wish i’ll never see you again

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Tony yayo its the devil mane

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Like a young dude... i'm become mane,

You just tryin' to run game

Tony yayo its the devil mane