This is a song about "Learn writing"

I got a big fear of flying

Verse writing, hearse riding,

The poor little words ya jotting 'n writing.

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

So in layman’s terms my words burn

And shit i live to learn,

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Instead of writing a rap, writing an essay

U r the ass who made me learn...

To whom it may concern

Guess i see it's my turn

So shut up,listen and learn

I'm the sushi king

And then i started writing,