This is a song about "Talking shit about ppeple"

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

Yer i may be new but i know wat im talking about

With those crazy ass people at the county building

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

Talking about a friend, of a friend

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Your talking shit dropping shit like toxic

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

talking shit about me as if ma respect is so hard to earn

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

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

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains