This is a song about "Cussing out"

Imma bout to pull out

Baby heading down a cloud

I'm going, ain't no cop out.

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

Man nobody out here's got it figured out

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

You said that my rhymes belong on disney, but yet you want no cussing in a rap battle

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Ill fucking syke out

I must go like fly route

With out doubt i wont back out

I gotta little clout

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

Good people search them out

Out of mind out of sight

Were running wild tonight