This is a song about "Not cursing"

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

People cursing at me sayin nobody understands my message

And my only fear's a wedding ring

You was tired of the cursing

This humour is not funny, not for a long while

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

An average citizen i think not

Not coincidental

I'm mental, it's instrumental

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

My last decision weakens as cursing loud in my tomb,

Now i’m up in this bitch

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/