This is a song about "Bryson tiller songs"

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

They use violence but i murder with my songs

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

I could barely write these songs

Black fours red drop head doors

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

From punky little songs for competition

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

I have some many rhymes up in my brain, private untitled songs,

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

And sing songs every stary night