This is a song about "My words"

Love my women with high heels and high standards

U cant feel my pain but hear about it in my words

Let's enjoy our younger years

Words cannot describe my feelings

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Guess i'll just throw my words/

Shout out bobby on hundreds

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

On the bible you can run

My words are my rhythm