This is a song about "Talking up if you have somthing that you belive in"

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

But i have enough hearts to fuck you up in the head.

Just me and you in our own world talking about pressure

Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better

In the caravan with some latin bitches

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Michael i love you with everything that i have left in me,

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

So if you got that good shit bitch that's whats up

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

If you aint talking money bitch don't step up to my property