This is a song about "Words"

Through prosperity of words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Skeptical soldier, a man of few words,

The birds i knew flip birds

I dont care how many words,

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Besides actions speak louder than words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Guess i'll just throw my words/

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Your cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words

I just don't have the words

That try to chase these skirts