This is a song about "Writing music"

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

Frightening, so fucking frightening

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

And then i started writing,

I just wanna make music,

Get it back and shit

And i'm still climbing

Verse writing, hearse riding,

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Foolish, i be on that new shit

Knowing when its over blastin music

Oh how i hated everyone therethe baby lie here dying

But instead you've put anger into writing

You gone make me flip then split your shit

Hard to make it in music/