This is a song about "Bully stop no bad words"

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

No education, we lack information, no wonder we hardly could stop segregation,

Okay man you do the drop

Bitch i can't stop, like i'm a bad cop

To throw it all away

There are no words that i could say

'' you got no bars '' so your words no connection

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

No need to stop and swerve

He lying i’m on papers

I make forty-some dollars a day

Stop, hold on sensei no karate today,

Stop pretending like ya absurd words are sending a hot shipment,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different