This is a song about "Language"

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

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

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

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

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

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

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

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Although our language is original

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Ha see, another language joke, did you get it?