This is a song about "The word moo"

Demon spittin fire in your face with these flames that scorch

Every single fast spoken word lit the water under the torch

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

Youll never know the best of me, maybe if you listen to my spoken word

Word to the ones who trying to change the world,

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

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

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

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

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

My tongue is like a butter knife, using it to spread the word!

That one word can be a voice over the election

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I like to use the word like love.

Hoping that nobody don't notice