This is a song about "Shit talk"

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Cause talk is cheap

Talk shit about the clique,

Fuckin' beat the shit out of him, watch 'em talk smack after,

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

All that shit and talk is my claim to fame

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Now you also talk shit about money

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

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

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash