This is a song about "Esperanto"

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Too focused, one word

Heard all over the world

Fill my lungs portray for the moment embracing until my stomach turns

People's opinions are inverted as a sorceress of language costs you your verbs,

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Girl would've given boy world

Of language will suggest if they're hard and they own the throne,

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

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

They'll say, "ain't that dramatic", as they wear the starter jackets,

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

Know there's a lot of artists but i got the best palette

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

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