This is a song about "Speech impediment"

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

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

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

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

Ha, running rebel on another level

But your speech is not colloquial.

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

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

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

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

So today i'll teach you how to write a speech when you spit

Shouldn't have to turn my words into objects just to make a figure of speech

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach