This is a song about "Talking statues"

Enough talking bout them other folk

Around my way, i'm cut throat

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

J. cole runnin' late

Keep talking shit you'll be enslaved,

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

Keep talking, i can't hear you

South beach fountain blue

Or talking ’bout my chains

I know what it takes

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Creatin you own coffin quit all the talking

But when i stop my talking,

The pigs fly away in the morning