This is a song about "Talk to much"

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Ive got to much anger

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Bitch bickering to much,

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Guess i was easy to hit cause i had never talk much,

I sleep a lot to avoid people trying to talk

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Never been scared to talk to about anything

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

I remember that day when we used to talk

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

But in my loneliness i talk to me;

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being