This is a song about "Speak for"

You're certainly weak, you're undeserving to speak

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

And get up and decidedly decide to speak,

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Redan road, that’s my street

Defeat, your king cant even speak

Techniques speak i'm rather unique

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

People getting jealous now they cant speak

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Every time i speak it's fictional

They just need convincing like malcolm little