This is a song about "A chat"

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

My haters talking riff-raff, dropping my name in chit chat

Like a bird without a cage

When i pull up in that candy range

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Go and chat them up ask them if they wanna chill

Straight harmonious chit chat about

Phony checks was fluent, listen hear me out

My flow is picturesque, picture this like snap chat

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Like a baby without a diaper

To liberate yourselves, africa

Any thing to say a a a a a a

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,