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

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

These are just few words of my insane mind

But my words mean something, your words are not preferred

Back like i never ever left in the first

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

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

But you not the one of a kind,open your eyes,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

All of these words spewing out my mouth

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

I'm not the only one with these memories

Words of wisdom i'm not a thief in the night

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

But theres not just one, now think of spiders

Whole time, a little more girls