This is a song about "Can we talk"

White rappers make it quicker if we talk like stars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

The real muscle in the message of that

You can talk about me but better not say shit

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Me and my nigga kid, sometimes we talk each other kickin',

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

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

Wondering why people talk so much "i" instead of we.

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Yo bitch you think you can shit talk to me,

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

I remember that day when we used to talk

Cow print t-shirt like mothafucking dog

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

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that