This is a song about "Speech patterns"

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

So closely listen up for a more adorable speech

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

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

Shit, i'm much more than a good speech

And then i bounce like cars out in long beach

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

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Neurotic thought patterns, the need of room to breathe