This is a song about "Write me a song"

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

Sometimes my name's a mystery from me like a song

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

History'll write me as a slippery/

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

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

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

Fuck it move on, i've been long gone, still sit n write a song,

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Read notes for a disclaimer on this song

Then start to sing a song

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

I write this song to light the

You're fucking with me, nigga

You seen me evolve more with each song

Shit is on silent all day long