This is a song about "Speech"

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Sleep/im virus when i write this ominous speech/im dominant

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

The loquacious freak with audacious speech, must be counting sheep

Now this ain't a fuckin' speech, but this is immortal knowledge,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Oh look obama's half-black, let's trust him making his speech,

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

If i don't get the respect for my speech craft

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Because there ain't no coming back from that

You gotta make a speech

First class hoes, we on south beach

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

Disperse a verse of satan's speech, nah, even worse,