This is a song about "Er"

And if they try to stop you, put em in the er

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

With a broken front bump - er tryna get a stripper as

Sorry baby i don’t mean to pest-er

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Quit ya dreams man just go get a 9 to 5er

Big serg, we ready for whatever

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Blast from yo past im a mast to the er in the making open the oven check whats baking,

I am not the fake that you see er day

Ambition is definitely on the way

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

You will wake up in the er with your body covered in stitches