This is a song about "Speech patterns"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

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

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

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

To patterns that's reminiscent of a sierra

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

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

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

With speech impediments and i bet he'll still wreak intelligence

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

Like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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