This is a song about "Reading from a script"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

When i was reading a heathen his rites

I'm blatantly sick soon as i'm making a script;

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

In a blink my pen drips a script of this shit and i ignite

Chose to elevate instead of reading corinthians

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I've been reading your comments, a bit snobby

And i got a little big, keep it low key

While reading it i got a heart attack

And that maybach, let me take em way back

And he who satisfy, might as well as retire

Just reading on this untitled freestyle