This is a song about "Speaking about a hor"

Rejuvenating, as diplomatic, hypocrit, meticulous, speaking,

I hope you hit me by 3, i'm incoherent by the evening

I'm becoming a renegade of what i'm about, nearing what i feared about...

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

Ran outside to see the big show

Cops give a damn about a negro

Wait till my flow get's like an italiano speaking

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

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

Check it, step inside a seminar speaking complete irrelevance

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears