This is a song about "Stop trying to rhyme"

Trying not to slip i'm trying not to stumble

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

To understand the words in my rhyme

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

So it's time for me to stop writing, or i'll roast the rappers that's trying.

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

For me to manufacture a rhyme/

Huh, got to get better with time

But i need to prodcue the rhyme

Niggas ah and ooh god can you stop trying ta win

Everybody finger point in your direction

Stop flirting and trying to get with the girls i like

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right