This is a song about "Tina chaplin"

World play? shit, bust out the type writer

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

I may be a horrible writer especially when i have to diss, but hey atleast i have my girl to kiss,

Only god baby, nobody else, nobody elseall you other motherfuckers get out my business

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I can freestyle any time and i'm a quick writer

Dont mind dirting my hands as a writer, the pen is mighty i swear

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Perhaps i'm a writer like him, but ben with no kim or kin