This is a song about "Written"

On the gravestone'll be written "ended by knife"/

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

You call it freestyle,shit was perviously written

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

// abstract written about drug addicts

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

By the phone, no call

Written in blood on the wall

Many written, seldom heard

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I wanna scream and shout every single fucking song i've written

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

And this is honestly written,

Got hu women frostburg women

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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