This is a song about "Parts of speech"

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Detach you like you need parts

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

When you spitting on the beat imagine your #writing a #speech

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

And she wanted no parts of me

But am i less holy

I must say, you broke every law of speech up in that one.

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

With parts of their body through the mail

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Blowin' that long beach

You gotta make a speech