This is a song about "Literary terms"

Muffled from the outside weather by this literary leather

Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

For that that strict literary review, but at the end of the day its just something to work through

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

For that that strict literary review, but at the end of the day its just something to work through

In rap terms he keeps it real

Cee said, oaknair finna be here

From curb surfingwe working the industry

Coming to terms, where we can agree

I don't consider most of yall rappers, just another literary hack

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Here, put in laimens terms, it's what you do with whats in you jeans.

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Metaphorically speaking i'm alerting you of theoretical terms,