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

Fuck a rap, write a song, im fed

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

I write this song to light the

The science and the art, africa

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Can barely finish a song

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

I'm not that great but i can write a narrative

This is was happens when i properly diss you in a song

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

I will write lyrics later but for now just listen to the song for now its pretty good.

With all this hatrid, you still got time for all dat drama on ya facebook,