This is a song about "Talking junke"

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

When you be talking bout me

That's the way, you can move it baby

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Creatin you own coffin quit all the talking

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Talking reckless, i mean twisted

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Supernova is always talking the shit

And since you were talking filthy,

I delete they history

That was my adrenaline talking

And my only fear's a wedding ring