This is a song about "Stayin up late writing raps"

Writing raps with pencil and lead, lines i'm ready instead

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

But writing raps is the toughest fight,

Good kids make bad grown ups

Call me up late while im on drugs

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

On the come up just starting a little late

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Whose writing better when your raps are more terrible

So i stay up late, and write at night.

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I got finesse in possession, u rookie writing raps my profession

Together all the timethought it was true love

As you're writing raps and reading some novels