This is a song about "Communicate"

Communicate, coordinate , and collaborate

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I like to communicate my movement to grace, no prayers for you, sir

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Or will you finally communicate

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Communicate like a pagerprofessional shit fuck bitch corporal aerospace