This is a song about "Speak for"

It figures, he whoppers, figures of speak

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Then saddle up and just speak

I’m way harder than the concrete

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

But don't fall asleep

We gone let that pistol speak

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

People getting jealous now they cant speak

What we need is for people to speak out against it

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet