This is a song about "All sware words"

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

All those fragmented, sputtered flowery words she was almost hearing

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

That try to chase these skirts

Anything worse than my words

Fuck! i remember, it all began when those words were spoken

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

I sound sophisticated whilst all you your words deteriorated.

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I forget it all when i choke the words from you!

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue