This is a song about "Talk shit to zeke"

My all gold rolly or the

Talk shit, diarrhea

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

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Look inside my closet

I talk about real shit

All that tough talk, nigga we all know you ain't about shit

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Nah, aeke's gotta talk to me

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

You can talk about me but better not say shit

You ain't gon find that

So you can talk your shit