This is a song about "Rip cousin emmanuel quarles"

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I lost my cousin to a gun he left his baby girl

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Came from fucking nothing, smoking l's with my cousin

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

He tried to kill my cousin

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

And rip out your vocal cords,

But i like you like..like a lil bit

It didn't help a bit, grab a razor let it rip

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young