This is a song about "Text structures"

I express my dreams when im engraving my text , the pens intense to me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

At 12am everynight i expect to get a text or page

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Give em a text and they down to rock

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Hearing the sound, know where it's found, got that fresh text

So why even bother sending me a text?

Is not far from white girls with big bread

I've seen their worthless text & they reek; what's worse? i guess

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Immaculate conception- go long for this text to catch this