This is a song about "Speak for"

I speak not only for the the voiceless and for those in need/

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

People getting jealous now they cant speak

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

And now its time for me to speak a antique, before i was weak,

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

A time for a prophet to rise and speak

Don't speak when i'm rapping

Flapjack, ooh he bring

What we need is for people to speak out against it

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

More money that mean less sleep

Defeat, your king cant even speak