This is a song about "I dont know how to rhyme"

You don't have to know how to rhyme to get into music/ just have others write your lyrics for you/

Him away/ is the day my life will be erased / call it dooms day if i choose to

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

I dont need to rhyme to this beat to say i hate you all the fucking time

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

I don't even know how to rhyme i don't wanna rap no more

I dont know what to do, so please, give me some help.

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

You know why because i dont want to live in disdain

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I never choose to rhyme slow, cause you know, and i know

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show