This is a song about "Writhe me a rapp about rapping with qd flow and slimeez"

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

I'm a lyricist with the wickedest rhythmic flow,

I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

There was rappers rapping about gangsters and their pasts

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Rapping with a passion for smashing competing factions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Rapping is my only remedy about to leave a legacy

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

Who only care about chilling with a blunt and making a mil/

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Iv'e been rapping my flag on about a million stages

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love