This is a song about "Speaking too fast"

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

And with them dashes ur probably running too fast.

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Wait till my flow get's like an italiano speaking

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Breathing heavily as if she's speaking her elegy

To see if it's beating too fast cause man this must be fate

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Times flying way too fast for me to catch up

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

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