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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Breathing heavily as if she's speaking her elegy

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Speaking in adverbs, sleepily drinking it haphazard

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Nigga i ain't never scared

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Your heart is speaking out and