This is a song about "Sign language"

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

Now the devil has a contract to sign

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

I rap in tongues that need explainin', speak the language faithfully,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

They giving pounds and that before get the money

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Although our language is original

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

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

You feel anguish here's the sign

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

And please excuse my language

Never agree with that message