This is a song about "The drew"

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Drew my blueprint, got it illustrated affiliated

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I'm sharper than shark teeth

Fucks i give? big easy, drew brees