This is a song about "Vocab words"

Judgement is excrement, to understand my vocab you must be intelligent,

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Through prosperity of words

No grief into these words

The birds i knew flip birds

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Killin em softly with words

That try to chase these skirts

I dont care how many words,

Money got my fam going back words

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

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

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status