This is a song about "Blast rhymes all day"

In all my classes, i be just writing rhymes

Destined to win, get respect where i live

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Writing rhymes all day is my form of expression

Now i grab my gun and blast my rhymes

Before we see it's hard to live

Be wearin crockadillys all and every day

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

When spitting all of these rhymes

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

And all you kids know it, i'll blast on ya

They smoke there blunts all day....

And my niggas say

Hanging out here all day long,

Got campaign going so strong