This is a song about "Boot verbs"

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

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

With promiscuous maidens, placing my verbs in a cadence

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

And had not written one salvageable line to boot.

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Cause i'm a pro with the nouns and givin actions to verbs

I'll loot the profit first.. getting props for verbs.

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Boot full of the ounces

Mm got the masses