This is a song about "Speakin"

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

You speakin bullshit, your grip in life has to end

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me

Speakin all your lingo

I'm rolling down the window

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Yea im just speakin truth to all my many fans

Preachers and teachers, who you think they speakin' to?

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

Now u lookin stupid like i was speakin logically