This is a song about "The n word"

No more ho-ney, in the, tea. putting comma's infront of each word,

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

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

I like to use the word like magic.

But without the word i wont take flight

And you're, approaching me right

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Word to the wise, peace to the narrator.

I be going metal, with the word play

If you didn't know i feel this way

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

You'll never know the best of me, maybe if you listen to my spoken word

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record