This is a song about "Clothe in word"

And another in the sentence that bears "word",

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

Put in a good word for me...

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Hear the word pain in your minds quality will stretch it

A nigga sellinsince shorty i've been livin' like defiant

I'm not scared,i have my confident,in my word as my trident

No more ho-ney, in the, tea. putting comma's infront of each word,

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

I reach for a bowl while in my head i am spitting a word

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered