This is a song about "Verbs"

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Shit up like saying random verbs,been ill since birth,

We gotta get back to what really matters

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

I'll loot the profit first.. getting props for verbs.

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Verses spitting from within spitting with power, using verbs as glorified as the eiffel tower,

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Cause i'm a pro with the nouns and givin actions to verbs

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

But here knb my verse is over its your turn spit your weak ass verbs.

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

With promiscuous maidens, placing my verbs in a cadence