This is a song about "Writing rap"

Writing raps like psychopaths

Now if you give us a chance

And then i started writing,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

This aint no fake shit that i'm writing

About disaster in the world and

Whoever's writing my books using permanent

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

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

I'm writing this letter with words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

The poor little words ya jotting 'n writing.

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

I won't apologize for writing a sad rap,