This is a song about "Everything with emma"

Think of this. hows ur everything filled with nothingness

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Got a box that filled with almost everything else

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

It's hard to care about the poor with everything they're feeding ya,

The best of the best, emma rae.

Sign on my dick that say

And how it feels to feel that feeling

I put that on everything

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Im influenced by everything,

But you say im everything

About the way i'm feeling