This is a song about "Speech impedements"

I ain't one to preach a speech calling for peace

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Dont look at this as a preech .. look at it as a speech/

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

When you spitting on the beat imagine your #writing a #speech

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

You might not understand my speech but you can feel the heat

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

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

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

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

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

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

The loquacious freak with audacious speech, must be counting sheep