This is a song about "Not knowing anything to write about"

About anything (etc.)

My all gold rolly or the

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Write anything here to generate some fresh lines

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

I write to be the best not no second place yea my flow will rock the whole place

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

To make what i write worth to rap about

It really takes me about a day just to write good lyrics and

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Knowing that my parents do not care