This is a song about "Vocab roots"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Once upon a time vocab limitless until i ran out of syllabus

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

When i couldn't find better words to write since my vocab was like

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

You wonder where we learn that? i call the cops the roots,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

I come from humble beginnings, some cred and gracious roots,

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Just let me explain this, why you pick up that stainless

Reeks of the same diss, bitch my vocab is endlessly spacious