This is a song about "Verbs"

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Verbs are my attack, crack a bottle and unpack more words to go onto the track,

Put that pussy right up in my face, i remember, the way she put it down

Spitting dope verbs,adjetive,and nouns come on man orlando is my hometown

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless

The birds i knew flip birds

Working from nouns to verbs

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

Sign on the dotted line before i insert all the verbs,

With promiscuous maidens, placing my verbs in a cadence

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

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

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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