This is a song about "Dont hate no bad words"

No room for love, just consumed by hate

She self made, i'm self made

I dont care how many words,

Shout out bobby on hundreds

It’s official, she my misses

Dont got time for no bitches,

Your hairstyle is bad, and i hate it

Then play you all my latest shit

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Fuck long words i dont need a definition, just the same words over and over again

When i get to warwick avenue

So you dont live with parents that hate you

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Words not knowing a word you said. let bygones be bygones, have alotta hate