This is a song about "How ugly emmanuel is"

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

But all you know is how to loathe,

This is my story, this is how the cold day went

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Hugged and said "how is it

Saying they this and that

Start rapping cus how bored he is

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

About how your life is passing.

This is how low that stoops cause,

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Mirror mirror, tell me how it is

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

This shit is ridiculous, how i'm so meticulous

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus