This is a song about "William drew pappan"

Top down feeling the breeze, no drew

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

See, william lynch had a master plan,

Like as if i didn’t know man

I even drew a clear picture in the words

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

No freemason if you an athiest like william bateson

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

My punchlines are more accurate that drew brees throws,

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

And drew up a blue image of the day she died