This is a song about "Language"

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

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

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

Understand why so many american's hate a language

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

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

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

Bending language rules and all

Just as you rose you will fall

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

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

Yeah, we get this cabbage

And please excuse my language