This is a song about "Informal writing"

Don't want to be the king

That’s just something worth writing

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

But instead you've put anger into writing

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Whoever's writing my books using permanent

Informal and cordial

With a honey in the middle

I'm writing this letter with words

The birds i knew flip birds

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Writing recording hunched over crouching

Only writing awesome hits

Hold it..now thank you for silence

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year