This is a song about "Can t talk"

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Can we still hang out? still talk kiss hug and fuck?

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Can you rap, or do you just talk shit when you spit?

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Yo bitch you think you can shit talk to me,