This is a song about "Looking to write a song"

Fuck it move on, i've been long gone, still sit n write a song,

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

Took me a while just to write those

Guess i’m different than most

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

You're listening to this song

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Looking for a reason to suppress the emotions.

Well i was trying to write a rap to, well, amaze you

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Write like you got an imprimatur, every song a revolver