This is a song about "Language"

Now we must stand tall

Bending language rules and all

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Know every language, i read your body language

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

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

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

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

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

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

And please excuse my language

I created this image

Speak my language i think it's bout time

Westside, bitch i run mine