This is a song about "Phrase"

It's my turn to phrase a turn of phrase and turn a purple haze

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

Jot a phrase across the page, knock you straight off the stage,

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Chillin in a cave deep shit nigga is my phrase not just phase

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

How they rave with a phrase of rage, days of sonic,

Open up your contacts then scroll

With my catch phrase "that's how i roll"...

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

I'm gonna be loud as thunder in this phrase

The phrase the pays inside the streets is sharp is razor blades,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

A phrase hidden behind a facade of shame