This is a song about "Written"

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

I got no nine and a tech see, just these rhymes that i've written

I ain't trynna be forward

Many written, seldom heard

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

In a single cell as i single out bustin another trillion, what's left to be written,

It's the estate dream, written in our genes

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

No hook but my shit is spit written

Written in blood on the wall

Know you want me to fall

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Was written in braille now hail the king

And this is honestly written,

Can’t you see just how long my run