This is a song about "People talk shit"

Bitch you should see my wallet

Cause i tend to talk, alot of shit

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

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

Look in the scope, my people still a target

All that tough talk, nigga we all know you ain't about shit

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

All talk like they'd attacked me well, shit..i guess im rowdy

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

The dead society of a poet

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

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

I talk about real shit

It's all good, finna dog that