This is a song about "Emmy sawyer"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Just because bigc be the great rhyme sayer

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

I chop em down, lumberjack, imma unsolved mystery,

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

Fucking him like my gf emmy eya-eya o

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.

Just because bigc be the great rhyme sayer

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

A nay-sayer livin off dreams and hope he clings to dope and coke,

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Cut up rappers into pieces like i was a lumberjack/

Way back, when i had the red and black lumberjack

? all white but the phantom is all black