This is a song about "No curse words diss track"

Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I have no bight, or curse in any verse i keep it clean an lean, try to mean

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Verbs are my attack, crack a bottle and unpack more words to go onto the track,

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I scream curse words louder than your main bitch, when i ate her pussy out

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

Though no diss to macklemore, i'm just a carnivore

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Words are weapons, curse or blessing? i cock and shoot,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I spit these words to try and reverse the curse of our universe