This is a song about "Speaking about a hor"

Wait till my flow get's like an italiano speaking

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Speaking in adverbs, sleepily drinking it haphazard

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

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

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Welcome aboard, it's the pilot speaking

No, just put us on death row

Cops give a damn about a negro

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Keep me from speaking my mind

Breathing heavily as if she's speaking her elegy

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see