This is a song about "All i do is practice"

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

I dont even spit game , all i do is speak

All i do is write when i sit in my dismay

And i can't even look the other way

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Do not rap if you do not practice

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

All i gotta do is get a couple hundred fans again

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

I just want somebody i can see

As for me, all i wanna do is figure out why

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

But you know me , all i do is get my fix

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

All i can do is sit at home alone, self secluded