This is a song about "Verbal"

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Avoided the hits and the verbal riots and spits

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Pay my dues, go to school, pierce the game with verbal knives

This verbal murder spree

We might be back in this baby

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

You haven't heard of this verbal murdering:

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

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

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

Don't let the verbal tommy spray,