This is a song about "Talking dirry"

Or talking ’bout my chains

It’s something that’s in your veins

You're bored by the boring broad you taught, i'm talking...

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Yes im talking bout the plants

I got a green bag with them blue strands

When you be talking bout me

But am i less holy

I grew up poor, but artists brag about it and keep talking,

We gunna take this party into into the morning

I perspire too often i require an option to retire to talking

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Cause i aint talking crap

I'm stuck with that

You're uncool like my mother kin

That was my adrenaline talking