This is a song about "Jordans with no cuss words"

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

There are no words that i could say

Tell me how can we live this way

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

Words defined with refined elegance, stunning

That try to chase these skirts

No grief into these words

Them people see my good side

I'll write, type, with these words i bite,

You have no more words for me

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

I'm everything that they call nice

Your words no longer increase