This is a song about "My vocab words"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

My words are my rhythm

Magic city tipping them

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

My words are whirlwinds, i murder my girlfriends

But make sure if they do see

Listen to my words closely,

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Your words engraved on my body

Your cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

With such an ugly picture in it and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument