This is a song about "Speech impedements"

Im sayin one night my love is like that

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

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

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

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

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Shit, i'm much more than a good speech

First class hoes, we on south beach

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

My speech is never slurred, failure hurts, but never be deterred, we live in a world

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

I must say, you broke every law of speech up in that one.

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

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

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

See i got freedom of speech but i’m still being restricted,