This is a song about "Words don t hurt me"

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

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

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

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

And now these hoes are on my line

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Mess around with me get hurt

So tell me why are we at war

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

// [i don't need you (don't hurt me)]

I be gettin' money