This is a song about "I aren t gonna talk about you again"

I don't even talk to them on the phone again

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

I talk about real shit

Cause we done did that

You probably gonna think that i'm talking about you and you goddamn right i am/

It was hard to quitstarted out drinkin’ forties moved to harder shitgoddamn, now i’ma grown man

But how you gonna talk shit when all i have is sold out shows

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

Lets talk about when they hear my rap theyre jaws are gonna drop with an

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

But something you have to know before i end, never talk bullshit about my friend.

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

What the fuck am i saying? i don't wanna talk about it,