This is a song about "You can speak"

You make it worse every time you speak to me,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Where i can express my emotions without needing to speak

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

But when i talk down to you, it's time to shut up so i can speak

If you got one you can speak to my revolver have that shit give you a clip that's 365 days

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Get a clue when i speak to you actual

Every time i speak, you act like you're my retainer.

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

You speak of the devil and he will surely show

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa