This is a song about "Talking about what you got"

Sounds nice to me, hey what about you

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

You get fucked up, cause you don't know what fitness is about

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

So i turn to look and find out

But you all dont know what im about

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

You probably gonna think that i'm talking about you and you goddamn right i am/

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

As much as i wanna leave

So what you got golden teeth

But you never know i could, be talking about a diffrent place,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you