This is a song about "I can t write a rap"

Got a condo on my wrist girl, i'm cashing out

To make what i write worth to rap about

Well i was trying to write a rap to, well, amaze you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

But bitch i found color and i integrate it into every rap i write/

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Fuck a rap, write a song, im fed

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

So i just had to write this rap to get my head.

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

I can rap for days and days, but i'm already a veteran

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them