This is a song about "Verbal"

I've got infinite ammunition, a verbal expedition

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Words are swords rearrange it you will see it, it's verbal tanks

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

Back screaming attack a verbal monster getting piped

Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Test me, causin verbal epilepsy as my skills have shown

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

I’m a verbal activist who knows he's a savage spic,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

I'm a verbal resurrection, the source of apprehension