This is a song about "Speech patterns"

But your speech is not colloquial.

With a honey in the middle

I'm everything that they call nice

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

Actions speak louder than words

Anchored to expected patterns

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,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Anchored to expected patterns

You gotta make a speech

First class hoes, we on south beach

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

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

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

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women