This is a song about "Cuss words"

I was raised to cuss,stir up shit,want to be the best southern pride beats in the chest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

That try to chase these skirts

Through prosperity of words

"rappers don't paint pictures with words

The birds i knew flip birds

Anything worse than my words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Nah i don't cuss, i can anyways deliver a punch

Everyday im in a good mood cuss everyday im getting laid

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

No grief into these words