This is a song about "Words rhyme spit struggles weed"

Stone cold rhyme, that i spit it in abundance,

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

The president is messing up his words, it's hard to spit again,

Died as implied by words which i spit as described

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Of the words i spit, they will attack right to thee.

Look it something they can't ever see

Words with no rhyme? we rhyme it anyway..

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

You know i've been told many times that when i rhyme i'm misusing these words,

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

I rhyme divine, designed and my words refined i shine