This is a song about "Body language"

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

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

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

Speak my language i think it's bout time

You reflect in this heart of mine

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Body after body i watch them drop

I feel they praisin too much

And please excuse my language

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

But please excuse my language

Vast with the language, better fasten your jackets, im jacking you halfwits

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks