This is a song about "Language"

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Understand why so many american's hate a language

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

These joints here not found at the mall

Bending language rules and all

And please excuse my language

I feel they praisin too much

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

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

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

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

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch