This is a song about "Im saying all these words but none of them are heard"

The most ill, more drama than denzel

But still none of them quite resemble

Said when i do dirt wit her

These are words from the creator

There weight on my shoulders, but none of them, there for me,

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

My syllables are multi tallied, the complexity of these words is filled with density,

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

But none of them are the perfect angels

Im not competitive but all these rappers beat me like im meat

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

These are just few words of my insane mind