This is a song about "Language"

Bending language rules and all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Speak my language i think it's bout time

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Of language will suggest if they're hard and they own the throne,

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

But please excuse my language

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Understand why so many american's hate a language

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Vast with the language, better fasten your jackets, im jacking you halfwits

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks