This is a song about "Trashing talking"

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

Lyrical love and passion instead of trashing the game these rappers

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Talking about your materialistic interests

The world is yours stop trashing it,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Keep talking shit you'll be enslaved,

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Loudly or maybe i'm just sleep talking

So here i am at the store for some chips

I hear niggas talking bout millions

Keep talking, i can't hear you

Straight bad bitches i run, through