This is a song about "Words"

I dont care how many words,

That try to chase these skirts

The birds i knew flip birds

Anything worse than my words

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Don't understand any of those words,

That people can't find real words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Uh, for worse or for better

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Drumming, and processing these words

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Wish i could put these feelings into words