This is a song about "Speaking too fast"

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Breathing heavily as if she's speaking her elegy

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Sometimes i think im going too fast that ima end up in a collision,

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

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

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

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

And she would do anything for everything

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Wait till my flow get's like an italiano speaking

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Times flying way too fast for me to catch up