This is a song about "Why i cant write a poem"

Spit a poem or a diss before in your mouth i piss

It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss

Yáll wonder why i write so many rhymes, every verse is long,

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

Why do i put up this fight, why do i still write

I always wonder why i write

But we having sex tonight

On the slow jam of love

Why cant i be famous

Showed your lil' ass look

I want to write a book

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

You want to hear a poem? i made it for you,