This is a song about "Shit talk"

You try to talk yo shit again

I got 800 invisible men

But all your memos talk about shit like ghetto echos,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Talk shit to me? get bold n meet my reming-ton

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

But all your memos talk about shit like ghetto echos,

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

You can talk about me but better not say shit

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

But imma talk shit, for the rest of this fucking verse