This is a song about "Grammar colons"

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

If i don't get props for my rapping, #colons will launch the #fire #at you/

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Delivery and grammar,

Doctor made her fatter

Yeah, they call me country grammar

I don’t care where ya are

A line after line printed fluently, grammar stupidly, horrendous, still

Fuck splitting up a deal man i got my milli so i need to go and chill

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Of propaganda so i ready myself to pop this grammar,

We vegetables, on them record labels

For all you that say my grammar sucks