This is a song about "Girls in hindi language"

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

When i dream about girls i wake up in piss,

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Yea new girls all in my world

She wanted to fight at first

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Made in the underworld where the ghetto girls creep

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

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

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,