This is a song about "Talk shit get shot"

Or let the mob handle that

I talk about real shit

A southern white rapper like me showed up,talk shit i'll get you sewed up

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Its fine i get that alot, shit i know i aint hot, doctors keep givin me a shot,

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Cos the snitch on the block is gonna get shot

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Talk shit get hit, got your chick screamin it won’t fit

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

We don't pop and lock, we pop a shot, talk tough you gon get dropped

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick

And your raps shit, looking funny tryna talk back and shit

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite