This is a song about "Using"

Right now using my left brain

I'll never call you bitch again

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

I'm not even using all my might,

Using solo cups as an ash tray

Watch them get they monica on all day

Whoever's writing my books using permanent

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

People fresh their minds by using me!

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Training my craftship using people for practice

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Now im using my words for ammunition

My conclusion is that they pulling punches and using/

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling