This is a song about "Timo can i wright you a song"

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

She'd be moaning all night long while you write a new song

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

Fly as a wright brother, i guess that mean you wrong

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Hate me so i can wright,

A low life's plight

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

My song is acapella but i know you hear that ultrasound,

For the one night stand

I made a song at camp

1:06 // verse 1: girl with the long hair, i wrote you a song prayer

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

You can’t rap , sing , or wright

I can smell it when i go outside