This is a song about "Unfinished letters"

Applying pressure when i put together letters

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Now everybody smoke to it, for this is, the celebration

Lost in cigarette's no moral as well just letters wrote by frustration

Tried perfecting my letters n

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

Trendsetter my fans love they send me letters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Tried perfecting my letters n

But how can you start a line without any letters

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

It don't matter how many random letters you put in ya name,

Who should i hang out with the preps but they always send me threat letters

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse