This is a song about "Sign langauge"

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

And you're approaching me right

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time

I re-sign that bullet with your name with a peace sign

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Every punch need line, for every dollar sign,

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

I got bars for days i should sign to good music

I sign lines, after night time

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Faggot you wont have a sign

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

In my quest for deftness, i chose to sign-