This is a song about "Keep talking shit"

Aint concerned with the shit talking and the chitter chatter

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Sperm made you. so keep talking shit and this knife will fade you.

I'm tired of people talking shit behind my back.

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

I hear you talking all that fucking shit man,

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Talking bare skin cause i was shirtless when that shit occurred