This is a song about "A pen that writes by itself"

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

And say that it's foolish, that "truth" is ignorant in itself,

Cast out of heaven, man that pain, it speaks for itself,

So, just tell me something about yourself

It's a past time that i can never let pass by

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Of impactful things one can ask for

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

I'm about that life, i've been jumped and stabbed by a knife

Whether teddy or pat

Now put that pen on the pad

People look at me as a kid that only writes.

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

A fake nation, only out for itself