This is a song about "French language lessons"

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Like college professors the way i teach lessons,

These are lessons in the booth//

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

And please excuse my language

Yeah, we get this cabbage

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

But i've got no intentions of bestowing lessons

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

But please excuse my language

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

Know every language, i read your body language

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch