This is a song about "Language"

Speak my language i think it's bout time

Westside, bitch i run mine

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

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

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Understand why so many american's hate a language

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

Know every language, i read your body language

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Worse comes when my bandaged language leaves me more caged; snap! i screwed it