This is a song about "Help chuy write a rap"

He told me he could help me write rhymes

What we gotta do to survive

I want to write a book

Aye, hold your head homie, look

It's written as a biblical reference in the writing i write,

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

People say shit to me like its easy write a rap, it takes no skill,

While writing a respond, ask your mom for help

That happen to act like a black president

I was a kid in need of help.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I'll even help u rap better someday,

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Fuck rules, skate life, rap, write, repeat twice

Destined to win, get respect where i live