This is a song about "Language"

Speak my language i think it's bout time

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

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

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Bending language rules and all

By the phone, no call

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

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

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

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

When my competition ain't much

But please excuse my language

My mama smoked so god damn much

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language