This is a song about "Vocabulary words"

Who can speat out them words,

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

That try to chase these skirts

Killin em softly with words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Listen to the fucking words

The birds i knew flip birds

Guess i'll just throw my words/

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Vocabulary, glad to be very, scary

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle