This is a song about "Exposition irony resolution figurative language genre"

Not everything i say is serious, figurative but also literal

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I feel they praisin too much

And please excuse my language

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

Speak my language i think it's bout time

So let's have a toast, everything fine

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

I crush metaphors, i'm a literalize very, i'm figurative, i'm metaphysical like

Wanna know how it ends? well i got the resolution

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Thought that i was prayin', but god love's the irony