This is a song about "Shit talkers"

You don't mean that, you faggot

And drop the gossip shit,

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

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

Wondering shit, questioning shit

The dead society of a poet

So i banged for a minute

Dad comes home skitzing shit

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

To ever land this rappad shit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

What you wrote doesn't mean shit

With g's in my pocket

I searched but couldnt see shit

Shit i could spit shit about anything,

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring