This is a song about "No fowl language"

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

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

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

As i'm watching the snow fall

Bending language rules and all

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

Every night i stroke hoes

No, no, we are not those

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

Now they suspect fowl play.....

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

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