This is a song about "Language"

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

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

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

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I created this image

But please excuse my language

Speak my language i think it's bout time

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

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