This is a song about "Write"

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Go home write something suspenseful

Just say he's the best

As i write lyrics that send

Write and same time blowin reef.

I'm why baby mamas leave

History'll write me as a slippery/

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Rhythms to write it in, but

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Who might be able to write.

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

And you only write, don’t record,

I could barely write these songs

They left the keys to the brand new porsche