This is a song about "Getting through it even if its shit"

If its a pen im writing shit, if its a light, then im getting lit

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Even if i blow up and get known my shit is free

Wouldn't even be taking this shit if deshaun didn't die

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Its just to much to risk forget it i'm through with this

Even if it means admitting i'm ill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I'm lyrically gifted, shit it isn't even christmas,

They say he the key to my blessings

Even if it took me years

But know i'm breezing through writers block even though it isn't breezy

My father never seen me, the nigga probably stevie