This is a song about "Spelling check"

But seemingly believe it though

Check the fucking facts yo

Im trying to see her in bed

Better hope for a rain check

Check the thesis, reese's pieces result

This how i hear it different

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Blueprint is not for rappin, it's falsely about proper spelling

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

(slow) i want my pay check on saturdays tech yea yea check

That's boa, see that's my set

Only to get that pay check

I don't want you to have my permit yet

His trek ends abruptly without check,

Most of us are check to check, we're living rent to rent,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend