This is a song about "Talking bout aks"

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Fuck, instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

I hear niggas talking bout millions

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

These pussy niggas talking bout they clean like crisco

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

When i overheard some cocks talking bout my moms

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

I always hear them talking bout the game

Talking bout how she miss my sex, but what do you expect

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone//

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean