This is a song about "Stages of language acquisition"

Of language will suggest if they're hard and they own the throne,

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

You know i've been told many times that when i rhyme i'm misusing these words,

People's opinions are inverted as a sorceress of language costs you your verbs,

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

But please excuse my language

I feel they praisin too much

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Day dreams of rappin' in the stages, crowds goin' wild crazy of my verses//

So i speak the language of loaf of bread to the hungry

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new third language

Westside, bitch i run mine

Speak my language i think it's bout time