This is a song about "Ur eminm"

I'm on my grind

From ur head n' ur mind,

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Ur wounds are gnarly and infected

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

And realize ur pussy bitch.

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Ur love was always fake

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

And ur never on his level

Eject ur rhymes in orbits,

The jiggas and the tips

Disconnects ur head to normality

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift