This is a song about "You ride on me while they write for me"

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

While in hell there's no angels for me

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Took me a while just to write those

Fight me you sitting up all night trynna out write me probably

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

It ain't hard to make money

They love me, for the d,

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

So when you read this, understand this is me as i write/

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

So when you read this, understand this is me as i write/

You're testin me, you best be quittin while you're oh for two

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue