This is a song about "Being talked about"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

But i should really stop worrying about your well being

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

But have u ever thort about being in the other position

I've talked about this before, poison in the seeds,

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Cause after all there's that mercy i talked about inside

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Talked about taking my life but everyone seemed to call my bluff

About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming