This is a song about "Whatch your language"

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

You'll get lost in your thoughts as if i spoke a different language

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Know every language, i read your body language

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

I'll never call you bitch again

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

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

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

Your family, your friends,

To increase my ends

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

Understand why so many american's hate a language