This is a song about "Whatch your language"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Worse comes when my bandaged language leaves me more caged; snap! i screwed it

Love turns into pain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Take her back to where i live

The shit that i spit is more

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

Understand why so many american's hate a language

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

Speak my language i think it's bout time

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign