This is a song about "Speaking about a hor"

Bitch say im hot smoking on by the night nigga you ain't know about the life

Im speaking from the mind, speaking out of knowledge, breathing god's air im feeling alive

Mind fuck you and leave you speechless due to what i'm speaking

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

But a crime about a gentlemen, wait no

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

Keep me from speaking my mind

The revolution has arrived

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Lyrics sound like a spasm, like i'm speaking latin,

A young wack herald, speaking the truth

High as shit, i’m in a booth

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Oh my apologies i was just speaking sarcastically