This is a song about "Stop talking shit behind my back"

Talking a lot of shit as my head worsens

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

I'm the shit, try to stop my list like a colon,

20 racks really thats sneaker money

"are you talking back to me?

I'm tired of people talking shit behind my back.

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

So, stop while you're behind, 'cause you're never gonna get ahead.

Keep talking shit you'll be enslaved,

Look, just remember how that winning taste

I swear they talking shit

Can’t you hear that