This is a song about "Foreign language"

Yeah, we get this cabbage

And please excuse my language

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Understand why so many american's hate a language

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

And try to deplete foreign populations creating complications.

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

So i speak the language of loaf of bread to the hungry

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

Now we must stand tall

Bending language rules and all