This is a song about "Talking shut"

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

That was my adrenaline talking

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Shut up sluts! and ride on my skateboard!

Quit talking overconfident,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

That shit was wack as fuck

While her fucking mouth's taped shut

Nothing will stop us when we are locked shut.

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Say what you wanna but

Put you in the trunk and shut,