This is a song about "The word locate"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

The word "bitch" ain't used, was never in vocabulary,

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

I like to use the word like love.

Or now they don't praise enough

Hears the word yes and never gets no

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Is that the word of god? i remember they'd teach 'em,

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

Weak is the word that would describe y'alls chest,

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

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

Because i've always been a stuck up ass that gets the last word

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

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