This is a song about "Verbal"

You haven't heard of this verbal murdering:

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

A coward dies a thousand deaths

To express this verbal nonsense

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

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

My new flow bought hublots below zero

Is it shocking my verbal punches knock you unconscious?

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

I have so much to say

Don't let the verbal tommy spray,