This is a song about "Your writting"

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Black fours red drop head doors

Ice melts into rain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

And keep for your self your comment

Niggas in the street scared

Fags writting raps just to toughen up

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

So i'm one with that

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Sethered your spine, your movement lines