This is a song about "Writing and translatings expressions"

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

As you're writing raps and reading some novels

Music and writing were my only friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Can't stand without writing rap and

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Thinking deep inside of my mind, and writing a rhyme,

I could tell from what that classmate told me and from your facial expressions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

Writing raps with pencil and lead, lines i'm ready instead

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Keep writing and develop a sound

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

This shit makes me better at writing verses and some solid hooks