This is a song about "Talking bout somebody"

I'm not talking bout treatment of the royalty,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I only got four minutes

I hear niggas talking bout millions

You can search but you'll never find

And, i aint talking bout the paper kind

Yes im talking bout the plants

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Fuck, instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Yeahh man you know what im talking bout

Meek milly racked up racked out

When you be talking bout me

Hey, must be the money

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

These pussy niggas talking bout they clean like crisco