This is a song about "Speech pattern"

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

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

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

You cant leech me, you cant speech me,

It ain't hard to make money

Young thing said she never been to south beach

Shit, i'm much more than a good speech

When she loses traits she lies and she loses pace in speech pattern with a huge change

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I will dismember you in no pattern cause i'm free styling

I killed my manager with an iron

I rhyme with a lethal pattern,