This is a song about "Creative writing majors"

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

But instead you've put anger into writing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

The water i drink is gray-ish green, not sure if it's water or a creative scene.

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

But that's what he liked her

Creative as james spader

And my only fear's a wedding ring

That’s just something worth writing

I'm not creative, ideas started leaking from my mental/

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Only writing awesome hits

I'm the sushi king

And then i started writing,