This is a song about "Song writer"

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

You just a struggling writer that never sold

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Every now and then i get the so called "writer block"

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Ha, and the bitches all gone

Can barely finish a song

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

What would be a good song?

We gonna be all the way gone

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

And when the game tests you a true writer plays