This is a song about "Write rhymes in prision"

Fresh out the chair with the clippers

I dont write rhymes i paint pictures

When we not in summer

Write a 16 in half an hour,

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

Kid just go back to school and learn how to write rhymes

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Rhythms to write it in, but

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Write endeavors in dead verses, verdicts