This is a song about "Talking shit behind my back"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Know no going back only talking progression,

Supernova is always talking the shit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Looking for cops behind my back

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Talking shit behind my back will get you smacked

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

That was my adrenaline talking

Now i left my "competition" drowning behind

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Talking a lot of shit as my head worsens

They vaguely decipher my language

For talking shit about the bitch