This is a song about "Weasel words"

The birds i knew flip birds

That people can't find real words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Guess i'll just throw my words/

Its time to tell this weasel

As i light one for ill will

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

"rappers don't paint pictures with words

Guess i'll just throw my words/

That try to chase these skirts

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Rap's not just pop that repeats three words

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Besides actions speak louder than words