This is a song about "Write a song about write me a song"

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

I wake up in the mornin grab that bong and write that song.

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

So i write this song to let you see,

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Read notes for a disclaimer on this song

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Took me about an hour to write it

I get slight work like big sean

So i decided to write a song

Took me a while just to write those

Big homie hov said i am close

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

All the people gather into a crowd and sing a song