This is a song about "Ir verbs"

Working from nouns to verbs

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Shit up like saying random verbs,been ill since birth,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Cause i'm a pro with the nouns and givin actions to verbs

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

I pass words like i pass verbs and still get the last word

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs