This is a song about "The f word"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Kiddish means holy, you chose the wrong fucking word...

Go! you free to go about your business

So why the f should i be in his

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

But without the word i wont take flight

Ya'll so worried whether i can say the n word

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

Or something that you paid for

Word to the wise, peace to the narrator.

Spread the word, i got the mass appeal

Yellow diamonds in my ear

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Makin anything happen, im the maker.. say word?