This is a song about "Jot"

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Im outrunning my demons every fucking rhyme i jot

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

I'll just write another rhyme for ya and jot up a sentence,

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Watch in shock when the words just come and i jot

Letting the melody synch while i jot

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

These lines i jot are the recipe to the story of my melody

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

You'll wish you forgot of the watts i shot, kilowatts got you jot,

I know a little girly from uptown

Now how that sound to ya, jot it down