This is a song about "Stress in language"

So y'all can cope n' touch

But please excuse my language

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

But so much stress in our shoulders like a veteran tours,

Fondly carressing stress,

I don't fear death

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

So the stress aches,all across my breast plate,but im in the best place you could want to be

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Stress is building up, anxiety's in my vocal chords,

Know every language, i read your body language

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Spending her time with him i guess

A cannot deal with the stress

By the phone, no call

Bending language rules and all