This is a song about "Fountain pens"

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

And yes i am the teacher class sit on down/ take yah pens out/ n jot this down/

I vent my dreams cause the pens intense to me

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Gaining youth, drink from the chalice at the fountain.

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

He's eyes follow like when kitties follow laser pens, [ehehehe] so fun,

Fountain of rap, smirkin'.

You can disown him or stone him

Downtown am proudly pissing in the fountain shouting

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win