This is a song about "Weasel words"

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Killing the mic while im abusing words,

That try to chase these skirts

Who can speat out them words,

The birds i knew flip birds

Killin em softly with words

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Besides actions speak louder than words

Guess i'll just throw my words/

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Please have faith in my words/

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Pop the weasel, causing upheaval