This is a song about "Typing typing"

I'm in my bedroom on my small bed, just typing up lines,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I'm done with this i've been typing too long

When typing i, find a writers life is, finalized

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

We're both just typing on the internet in the end

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Girl feels me while you're typing on your rap

He's even typing these lyrics with his finger all stitched

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

You poor rhymin', i'm pure diamond, exciting writing not boring typing

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

It's not a freestyle if you're typing it down