This is a song about "About writing bars"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

About a writing pen biting the vicodin like vitamins,

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

So come against me bitch and see what all my bars are about,

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Instead of writing a rap, writing an essay

Watching for hollow-tip shots

I be spittin the bars,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

But instead you've put anger into writing

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Writing bars down in these columns

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Instead of writing a rap, writing an essay

We writing about love for our nigga above

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love