This is a song about "Someone talkin shit"

Fake punk, talkin all that shit, you ain't rough

I'm a magician so please focus

Raised by a momma who, who

This is co2 talkin to you

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

You think i'll get all soft just cause you're talkin shit to my mom

You talkin bout toting that gun

After the club, gettin you open

They had a hell of a run

That i'll be noticed by someone

We #sell #that #dope #shit on the grind, and we ain't talkin' 'bout dealers,

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Niggas stay talkin shit fukk that bitch ripped 50 at em