This is a song about "Song writing"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Da inspiration to make dis song.

I am writing a song at velocity

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

And we don't know no right from wrong

Then start to sing a song

We at the top where we belong

Can barely finish a song

December 4th a star was born

Instead of singin' the same song

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

Ha, and the bitches all gone

Hope you enjoyed the song

You're listening to this song

I know my daddy gone