This is a song about "I write this song for you"

I wake up in the mornin grab that bong and write that song.

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

You bitch'll need a tampon by the end of this little song

Fuck you know this song might

It sends her on a trip so right

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

And, shit, here i am, writing this song

I get slight work like big sean

Or i wouldn't be writing this song

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

Out i and i use them for ping pong this is raps theme song

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I write this song to light the

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Write like you got an imprimatur, every song a revolver