This is a song about "Figurative language"

Know every language, i read your body language

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

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Although our language is original

And please excuse my language

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

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

Bitches die in a hurry, still i ride, i'm never worriedmr. makaveli tell me to ride and i'mma ride

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Not everything i say is serious, figurative but also literal

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

I wanna rip you up, no don't just think that's figurative