This is a song about "Good words"

Please have faith in my words/

The birds i knew flip birds

Don't understand any of those words,

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Or maybe i'm just too good

No hook, fuck a hook

That everythings fine, ok and good

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Besides actions speak louder than words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Just because you can rhyme words

Guess i'll just throw my words/

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Through prosperity of words

That try to chase these skirts