This is a song about "Language"

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

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

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

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Never agree with that message

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

Although our language is original

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

So y'all can cope n' touch

And please excuse my language

Know every language, i read your body language

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

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Speak my language i think it's bout time