This is a song about "Trashing talking"

They calling me often to offer me walls

Talking bout they suicidal thoughts

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Yes im talking bout the plants

Too bad, that's the beer talking

Catch you up on places i've been

Back up on my fly shit

The world is yours stop trashing it,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

And since you were talking filthy,

Exciting yes i'm talking bout

I've got nothin' to worry about

Keep talking, i can't hear you

She gonna dance when that molly through