This is a song about "Write me something"

Something your minds eye claims me a category,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

History'll write me as a slippery/

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

So when you read this, understand this is me as i write/

So when you read this, understand this is me as i write/

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Come up to me with something harsh

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Took me a while just to write those

Well so what if you curse me i'm still gonna write

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

Trshady taught me to write entertainment

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and