This is a song about "Weasel words"

Don't understand any of those words,

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

That try to chase these skirts

Anything worse than my words

Drumming, and processing these words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

No homo, just admire the power

The birds i knew flip birds

I just don't have the words

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Killing the mic while im abusing words,

Shout out bobby on hundreds

I'm writing this letter with words