This is a song about "Evil without swearing ring"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Although he takes the swearing olympics trophy

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Somebody ring the church bells for da man wit no ring on

Nowhere else to put the evil.

As i light one for ill will

But i never stopped swearing so i'm sorry for the wearing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Choosing my rhymes layering my lines swearing at all times carrying nines/

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Instant retrieval so the spirit lifts the evil/

If they startcuz it's all about survival

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Who think that swearing is the best weapon.