This is a song about "People talk shit"

But i could give a fuck, bout the shit them lames talk

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Wondering why people talk so much "i" instead of we.

Rappers talk shit, they got no lines like cordless mobile phones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

That's the shit that we address, admire how we talk about it,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

People i'd talk to, there's some i ain't seen in forever

Talk shit about the clique,

Nightmare on any street

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Cause i tend to talk, alot of shit

Talk shit hunt you like a shark

The vacancy that sat in my heart