This is a song about "Talking shet"

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Creatin you own coffin quit all the talking

Talking bout they suicidal thoughts

I put these poems all in these songs

God mc oh my god you gotta see

And since you were talking filthy,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

Yes im talking bout the plants

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

That was my adrenaline talking

But he don't rule a thing

Keep talking, i can't hear you

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Man its fine ill be good in the morning got some women who are dyin to performing

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