This is a song about "Talk is cheap"

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

All you are is talk nothing legit

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Self abuse is a taboo that no one wants to talk about

Its traditional pitiful, the way these rappers talk is despicable

Visible meaning that my spot will be unsinkable.every verse lay is a miracle,

The life expectancy don't come cheap

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

All that shit and talk is my claim to fame

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/