This is a song about "I writed these ryhmes"

I pen point these niggas like a pencil

Ha, running rebel on another level

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

I make these bitches disperse

I eat these skaters like chicken

Riding around without a fuck given

See boy she been in love

I these nigas with timeless

Mom ingested while pregnant/ wonder why i have these

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

And everything is purple

I see all these people

She likes the way it hits her lips

Who knew i could rip these lyrics