This is a song about "Talking bad about somebody"

Talking about big love

It's just textbook stuff

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Talking about your materialistic interests

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

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember

I'm talking about the rap game i'll take it next december.

We all will be talking about me by next week you'll see/

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Just me and you in our own world talking about pressure

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Half your body laying on my chest

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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