This is a song about "William drew pappan"

Fucks i give? big easy, drew brees

We can make more, make babies

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

Top down feeling the breeze, no drew

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

Test the water let me know if the temperature right

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

I even drew a clear picture in the words

G5, clearport, say hello to the man

See, william lynch had a master plan,

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

No freemason if you an athiest like william bateson

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

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

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

Ima let her be by herself in peace