This is a song about "Can t read"

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

I read back my feedback just so i can plead that, believe that? receive that?

Read darkness with precise literacy.

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I never smiled as a juvenile

The one who can´t even show a real smile

And for the shit that i just read,

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

From what i read, i can tell you ain't that smart dawg shut it

I can see my reality when i secretly tell you that i can read your mind

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind