This is a song about "Tyler drew"

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

I even drew a clear picture in the words

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

First verse got me feeling like tyler the creator's relapse reaction

Silent momentman, i been missing you

Top down feeling the breeze, no drew

My records sell, yes sir

Why so serious, tyler

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Fucks i give? big easy, drew brees

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Sorry... lets go tyler.

J. cole's her ghost writer