This is a song about "Und er sagt"

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Said ah 757 i gotta be represent er’

Say bye bye to her

I put you in the er

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

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

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

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

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

You will wake up in the er with your body covered in stitches

I just got one request, stop breathing

And er body else is speeding

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