This is a song about "Can t talk"

I work hard for everything i get

You can talk about me but better not say shit

It's real dog, i live in the fire

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

You can talk all that shit while yo girl give me a blow job

But can i really call me one when i talk most to a host

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Why talk to this mothfucker knowing that i can eat him

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

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

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad