This is a song about "You talk shit now we ready to fight and your ass runs like a lil bitch"

Yeah i'm a shit-stirrer, bitch, and i'm ready to flip

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Bitch, ready for spiderman now, fuck a valium

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

So you can talk your shit

It's all good, finna dog that

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Walking after her ass like a lil puppy, ain't a thing funny

A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Like rapin a dog stomp you lil shit then scrape you off

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Now you also talk shit about money