This is a song about "Can t talk"

Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman

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

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

I have no respect for a ghost, you can battle and back talk,

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

You sure talk like a dude , i can still spit wack but i'll still keep possession

So you can talk your shit

The dead society of a poet

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

You can talk about me but better not say shit