This is a song about "Spelling words"

Wish i could put these feelings into words

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Just because you can rhyme words

Listen to the fucking words

The birds i knew flip birds

No grief into these words

That try to chase these skirts

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

I don't care any more about spelling i care about ass kicking

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Blueprint is not for rappin, it's falsely about proper spelling

And bunch of other felonies from a to z like spelling bees

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Money got my fam going back words