This is a song about "No cuse words"

The birds i knew flip birds

Listen to the fucking words

"rappers don't paint pictures with words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

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

In other words it's over ain't no way you niggas coming back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Just because you can rhyme words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

But in the meantime it's lights please

Your words no longer increase

Don't understand any of those words,

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards