This is a song about "Speech"

Dont look at this as a preech .. look at it as a speech/

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

If i don't get the respect for my speech craft

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

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

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

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

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

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

I'm from the number one place on the map

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

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

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat