This is a song about "Words cant hurt me"

You cant leech me, you cant speech me,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Cause it might hurt a bit when i curve the pen to make words and shit

Bleed and you cant see you fucking panzy i'll hurt you badly,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

I thought words weren't suppose to hurt

Yeah you know i got that work

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

On the third verse, you'd never hurt worse, words,

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

I'm sorry' if i hurt ya emotions with the words that i've spoken

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Leave me to bite the air and feel the hurt

// [but what you say just (don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more)]

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for