This is a song about "Alian curs words"

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Skeptical soldier, a man of few words,

Wish i could put these feelings into words

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Your cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words

The birds i knew flip birds

Guess i'll just throw my words/

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Money got my fam going back words

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Killing the mic while im abusing words,

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

I actually put words inbetween words, instead of spaces, i rap like

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Just because you can rhyme words