This is a song about "Dead chat"

Go and chat them up ask them if they wanna chill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

I sit back roll couple of zig zag's and chit chat

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Chat so much shit you should speak threw a fart

But when you step out, why these bitches run out

Straight harmonious chit chat about

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Been teased by the devil, hated in rappad chat

Do you want to end up dead?!

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

These bitches talkin reckless and im not wit that chit chat

I'm in traffic, distracted by the chat that i'm having

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king