This is a song about "Clean no cuss words"

No rest for the wicked, or the clean purest of sons

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

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

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Look at the rules, they told you not cuss

My criteria ain't even that serious

So go ahead bitches and cuss me

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

& no one'll understand the words that you're u u uttering uttering.

I would fuckin cuss her, but na bruv allow her,

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

No words to encourage me, that shit is fantasy

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Fuck stewie aid, family guy, no medicine, jay-z comes clean to mexicans,