This is a song about "Lyrics with no cussin"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

U fell in love with my lyrics, they just fuked u n burst! wit no rubber

With my dope ass lyrics

While scheming on hits

I know my lyrics twist, no need to check the sanity gauge!

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Now with all disrespect let my lyrics trap you

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Out of lyrics and nitpicks with silly gimmicks.

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

In a fuss n' cussin up a storm jackin off watchin porn chokin myself with chloroform

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Foolish kid's / cussin' to their mothers, and we're cool with it

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

To himself, doesn't need no fucking help, he's got quarrels of lyrics,