This is a song about "Writing songs"

From punky little songs for competition

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Bun b, i’m underground king

That’s just something worth writing

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Instead of writing a rap, writing an essay

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Right from wrongs, sing along to songs,

And if i do go you better come through

Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

And of course, my car's off course

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

And get sick of system shit, pissed is when i'm writing new songs,