This is a song about "Writing all my thoughts"

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,

The wrong drink, the right work

'cause your thoughts are all scattered you see.

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

In all my classes, i be just writing rhymes

I spent most my days runnin from evil thoughts

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Desperately writing, think of it as my recital.

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

I stay on guard , all the childish comments i just disregard , on my own thoughts

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

All these thoughts in my head might explode when sliced/