This is a song about "Written"

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

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

It's the estate dream, written in our genes

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Wished for rhythm never written before

And i don't run counters no more

// abstract written about drug addicts

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

She watchin' that oxygen

And this is honestly written,

Cause when i make this stew

I've just written you

Many written, seldom heard

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

You'll swear to god this shit was written.