This is a song about "Speak to me"

Who thinks by his technique i would be terrified to speak

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

So only speak when spoken to,

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Y'all speak to me in decency? no, we need to be tough,

Can't figure out to speak moderate

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Malia family, we the family

Mindless conscience nothing seems to speak to me

And get up and decidedly decide to speak,

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

The father of me/ i had to speak if i wanted to be free/ i was ten

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

And speak to suburban kids

When you spill out hits