This is a song about "Bad language"

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

And please excuse my language

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Although our language is original

Understand why so many american's hate a language

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

You'll get lost in your thoughts as if i spoke a different language

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

I'm on deck i'm up next

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Luxury life, results living bad