This is a song about "Stop writing raps"

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Stop writing and take time with ur rhymes

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Writing raps is the only way i operates,

Writing off scraps of the paper, know i might not make raps that are major

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

As you're writing raps and reading some novels

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Ok bitches i agree rap had censored words when the haters tried to stop raps

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

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

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying