This is a song about "Language"

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Know every language, i read your body language

Although our language is original

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

I rap in tongues that need explainin', speak the language faithfully,

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Never agree with that message

But please excuse my language

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

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

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

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

Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new third language

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge