This is a song about "Speech jammer"

But your speech is not colloquial.

You all niggas ain't even on my level

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

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

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

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

The loquacious freak with audacious speech, must be counting sheep

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

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

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

The way a nigga see it you little niggas is curious

So believe it when you see it my speech is a work of genius

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

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

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

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch