This is a song about "Verse"

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Miley your a bitch spit your shit verse,

Verse me is a consequence

I was playing with guns

To the back of this verse,

Strumming my pain with his fingers

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

Part of me though, is searching for answers

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

Bf king is ready to finish the verse,

You cant deliver one verse,

He lying i’m on papers