This is a song about "Cuss words"

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Don't understand any of those words,

The birds i knew flip birds

Guess i'll just throw my words/

I'm writing this letter with words

That try to chase these skirts

I dont care how many words,

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Besides actions speak louder than words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Through prosperity of words

So go ahead bitches and cuss me

I delete they history