This is a song about "All sware words"

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Stood over my parents bed and i sware to god i would've did it,

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

And obviously hurtful words is not all your giving

All i know is metaphors, nouns, verbs, sound words,

Love my women with high heels and high standards

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

I know yáll criticize, the shit is lies, in all those quoted words,

He appreciates your support

....i sware this is not my fault....

Lost of all words, forgetting its night,

I plead with em, the system ain't right

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

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