This is a song about "Writer"

I may be a horrible writer especially when i have to diss, but hey atleast i have my girl to kiss,

So many rumors but i'm infinitely immortal outlawswitching up on you ordinary bitches

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

A writer, producer, actor, rapper, an emcee

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

The mind of a writer is d sword fo fighter the feelings he never cry'd up caus he knows hes fighter

Dont mind dirting my hands as a writer, the pen is mighty i swear

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Took the van, went snatch her

I'm a first class writer,

World play? shit, bust out the type writer

Said when i do dirt wit her

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

There's a shortage in ur dormant thoughts, u talk alot for a 'sick' writer