This is a song about "Und er sagt"

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

Said ah 757 i gotta be represent er’

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

Blast from yo past im a mast to the er in the making open the oven check whats baking,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

With a broken front bump - er tryna get a stripper as

I am not the fake that you see er day

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

Quit ya dreams man just go get a 9 to 5er

The plight of a rapper or whatever

And if they try to stop you, put em in the er

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother