This is a song about "Horrible words"

Horrible conditions, will get to me fast,

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

My mind, is one of a kind, jeffreys was horrible,

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Your raps are horrible take a fucking rake

It's disgusting and horrible to see his clothes

If we ain't right and always at the throats

And you look horrible, you got no fashion.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Deplorable horrible,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Words are just words but verbs speak louder