This is a song about "Virginia convention speech"

You gotta make a speech

First class hoes, we on south beach

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

304 thats west virginia hoe, thats where i started and where i rep bro.

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

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

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

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

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

It's obvious to see that i bend topics and speech like it's a hobby to me

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

The loquacious freak with audacious speech, must be counting sheep

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Sleep/im virus when i write this ominous speech/im dominant

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and