This is a song about "Pretty emily"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Smokin weed, it's pretty fuckin sleazy

Ive got it pretty hard

The vacancy that sat in my heart

What you call hate

Too bad i'm pretty great,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I know u know i like emily but i like to play it friendly

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Polygamy when ur thirty seems pretty

That's probably pretty difficult to comprehend

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Better yet they work my every nerve

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

And cooperate you pretty little flowers