This is a song about "But not one of these words"

//sick of these topics not being discussed

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

I'm a filler, as i fill these rivers full of livers of rap words like drillers,

Nigga, lyrically gifted, second to only religious scriptures

Dial up words but they're not in service

Here i go again, falling in love

Queer, discreetly you secretly fear every one of my words you hear

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

I'm not polite, but i recite words of delight

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

I'm not the only one with these memories

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

From the immortal words of one, a bitch is a bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich