This is a song about "Words with lo"

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Inject us with a venom, words so hollow

Shout out bobby on hundreds

I'm writing this letter with words

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

I'll surround you with words, attack you with metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Destined to win, get respect where i live

And yes bitch words are the shit i like messing with

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Laughing at the picture painted out with the words

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

With simple words that you can understand

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and