This is a song about "Talk to me"

What did that guy just say, was he tryin to talk to me?

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

After the club, gettin you open

Now let me talk to you son,

You didn't even talk to me on the phone

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Me and you just need to talk a bit

If a bitch even started to talk to me

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Hopin' that my niggas see

The fact they talk in bout me