This is a song about "Common helping verbs"

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Cause i'm a pro with the nouns and givin actions to verbs

Working from nouns to verbs

So you finally got the nerve

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

I'm a son of a gun

Now you might think im common

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

But don't kid yourself, there where no helping hands

And i’m talkin, passenger action

Helping the the position that i'm in

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

Just to let you know, you are