This is a song about "I write code for living"

They think i don't know what to write

This is everything that we call hype

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

If morse code is easier then this verse i will beep

Living lives i wish i had

No car key and i mean that

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Shit said silently yah the code i speak is morse,

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

I know i'm gonna make it a living hell for the next one

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

And i do it for a living

I write lyrics so complex

Wish i could shed all these tears