This is a song about "Keep talking shit"

Saying they this and that

I swear they talking shit

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

So finally might make sense, when these rappers are talking shit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

I'll just be talking shit about my own shit

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Supernova is always talking the shit

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Your wits are shit, keep talking and i'll take this here drill bit and shove it in your eye,