This is a song about "Writing raps"

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

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

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

As you're writing raps and reading some novels

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Writing raps is the only way i operates,

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Who stays up at night just writing raps

I'm writing this letter with words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Been writing raps since the age 3 headphone on in the attic