This is a song about "Informal writing"

She all that i can handle

Informal and cordial

Creatively writing verses, basically spitting sermons,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Writing relentless on sheets

Get blown like lawn leaves

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Creatively writing verses, basically spitting sermons,

But he don't rule a thing

This aint no fake shit that i'm writing

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Only writing awesome hits

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

No guys, i won't stop what i'm writing.