This is a song about "Money talked"

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

Even the note when he talked about his little... thing.

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Nasesscity/ mothers family talked shit/ i can never be fixed/

Because we've talked before the beat

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Cause after all there's that mercy i talked about inside

Searching for fortune and fame

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

I've talked about this before, poison in the seeds,

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Me and carlcee talked smack and threw me off track

Maybe we shoulda talked this one out

I don't know what you heard about