This is a song about "Whatch your language"

Vast with the language, better fasten your jackets, im jacking you halfwits

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

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Speak my language i think it's bout time

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

I also have a cutie to call

Bending language rules and all

But please excuse my language

Never agree with that message

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Ha see, another language joke, did you get it?

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

I’m in the air and can’t reach the bridge, before i land imma give ma last words