This is a song about "Not wanting to shut up"

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

You need to shut up, back up, and back down

Cuz they just won't shut the fuck up

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Shut the fuck up, im not impressed.

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

If i tell you to shut the fuck up

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

You need to shut up, i’ve been dedicated to this passion

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Shut the hell up, or i'll send you up to space like gravity/

Shut the fuck up all those critics, because we've chosen to speak,

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed