This is a song about "Writing a song about writing a song"

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

About a writing pen biting the vicodin like vitamins,

Sometimes my name's a mystery from me like a song

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

She'd be moaning all night long while you write a new song

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

Blasting out some backyard

Just start writing on a card

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

Writing love songs that'll get you a tour

We can leave before midnight for sure

You bitch'll need a tampon by the end of this little song

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,