This is a song about "Tash talk"

Bitches always talk thats a given

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

So i'm one with that

And do i need to mention when

Never talk onto them,

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

Talk shit about the clique,

What do i really need

I remember that day when we used to talk

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Never interrupt , i let my haters talk,

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Apprently i talk way to much, but.... i like to talk