This is a song about "They all talking"

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

That she really only loved talking about all the men she used to bone

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Snakes always talking bout they yo blood, your bud, got you thinkin they

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Talking bout they suicidal thoughts

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Fuck, instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

At home they comparin this situation to nam

Minimize all the talking you don't know who i am

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Talking like they know me/ but little do they know