This is a song about "Writing lyrics"

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Instead of writing a rap, writing an essay

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I relish in recreational thought writing labyrinths of lyrics

Bun b, i’m underground king

No guys, i won't stop what i'm writing.

I be giving work to the kids

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

Why not me the same thing

Verse writing, hearse riding,

Writing lyrics visiting numerous clinics, exposed by hater critics,

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

// waiting on next lyrics

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I got demeted lyrics