This is a song about "I can t right in cursive"

The one who can´t even show a real smile

It's real dog, i live in the fire

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright

Ive been in points in my life, where i dont whats right,

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

I need a woman whos amazing that can do right

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

That lyrically feeling i can pull you in the right direction

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

My hearts in pieces how could i be all right?