This is a song about "The drew"

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

The science and the art, africa

I bring the heat like the

Top down feeling the breeze, no drew

Would have came back for you

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Fucks i give? big easy, drew brees

This is hiii-power since the eddie bauer, i’ve been popular

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

And i can't help but stare, cause

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

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the