This is a song about "Rap hooks"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Let me put the hooks in write em and just call my journals

And sense when because i rap,

Top dropped down, black on black

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Focused on the hooks instead of my books

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Then shook together a couple bars and hooks, finished,

The door crack, niggas all black

Slowly, so therefore i rap

Spin loops when dropping hooks, hoops like i'm shaq,

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Make the fingers snap

Still unravelling rap