This is a song about "The last word"

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Fuck it, ill go head, use a real word at last,

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

I pass words like i pass verbs and still get the last word

I like to use the word like magic.

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

That the pain won't last forever

Hears the word yes and never gets no

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

She wanted to fight at first

And the last one got burned.

She told me erything is real

Spread the word, i got the mass appeal

I like to use the word like love.

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus