This is a song about "So much spaces to draw"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

He gave me so much drama i had to call my mama,

My madness manages to draw a synoptic

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

So much feelings to feel,this a hard times

Just to make it in this broadway lights

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

I grab my chalk and i begin to draw

Genocide to white spaces

Ass shots is a plus

Smoking so much grass, shit, police, time for me to dash.

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Draw so fast from the hip,

I make them ho's strip

So much more to life than rhyming by the syllable

Aren't you somethin', an original