This is a song about "Relative verbs"

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Cause i'm a pro with the nouns and givin actions to verbs

Of town,we were quick to invade,now my lyrics getting bare airplay,im already smart my birds

People's opinions are inverted as a sorceress of language costs you your verbs,

Spitting dope verbs,adjetive,and nouns come on man orlando is my hometown

Look this whole time, we was comin from separate towns to hold down

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

All i know is metaphors, nouns, verbs, sound words,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Sign on the dotted line before i insert all the verbs,