This is a song about "Onomatopoeia"

In school i never said a word to her, i had a small vocabulary back than always tongue tied,

Bitches die in a hurry, still i ride, i'm never worriedmr. makaveli tell me to ride and i'mma ride

Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Watch out for him he got the vocabulary

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Tongue twister like a braid, mister, dont overrun my parade

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Using similes to compare my metaphors

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Girl you not in kansas anymore - it's a twister

But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle