This is a song about "Writing raps"

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

And then i started writing,

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

Before we see it's hard to live

Writing rhymes is a fetish

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

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

I'm writing this letter with words

The birds i knew flip birds

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

Instead of writing a rap, writing an essay

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

Writing raps so well i deserve my own biography, i mean i already have a documentary,

But he don't rule a thing

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