This is a song about "Parts of speech"

See i got freedom of speech but i’m still being restricted,

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Myself as a prominent figure

And i wanted all parts of her

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Oh look obama's half-black, let's trust him making his speech,

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Of atomic particles split into two parts

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

Disperse a verse of satan's speech, nah, even worse,

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

And other parts of your life have just become obsolete.