This is a song about "All sware words"

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Like i already got the beat, all i need is the words

Basketball is my favorite sport

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

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

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

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

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

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

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

I sound sophisticated whilst all you your words deteriorated.

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

All of these words spewing out my mouth

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

All the words you hear are pretty damn exclusive.