This is a song about "Girl talks trash"

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

We made fun out of our jazz talks

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

It doesn't matter if a rapper talks about all his bitches,

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

So bow down, nobody talks about when sinister rhymes,

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

Makes me a piece of white trash,

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

Laughs at you and talks about

Walking on the ground