This is a song about "Writing to jams"

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Anonymous to confidence when writing verses,

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

I always wanted to be like them, now im writing particularly often,

But he don't rule a thing

That’s just something worth writing

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Spend a lot of time writing to spend time erasing schemes

Who is cranking out jams

But i’m praying in advance

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Writing rap is like a a certain picture, you have to capture.

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Writing this shit on rappad lets give that cred to amir for this sick ass website

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night