This is a song about "Talk on phones"

Cuz when you talk tough i put my finger on the trigger,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

Go get on your blogs and talk about me paying my dues,

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Cuz on the internet, you all talk,

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

But i leave at that on paper, don't go to people and talk smack

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

I don't even talk to them on the phone again

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

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//