This is a song about "Words that rhyme with mold"

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Take those words and i mold it into some kind of advantage

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire/

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

We be in the party like we own that bar

Little boy with that rhyme scheme, i don't think you'll get far.

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

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

That i want to rhyme words but first i was lazy

But i can't find that line inside my mind, i rhyme with peace of mind,

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

Try to get away with words and verses that already blow.