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

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

You're listening to this song

Dont need a pen to write

At your best you might

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

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

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

I wake up in the mornin grab that bong and write that song.

I don't have to write a rap for you to recognize that

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

So i decided to write a song

Yea, i been humble too long

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong