This is a song about "Act"

You act like one another

We're made for each other

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

I just pray my mother doesn't witness the act.

You act like you go hard

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Gunning down ignorant fools when they wanna act,

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

What you never heard of that? it's gonna be called slaughter act

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

That acknowledges this polished act.

Just lay back, get your face slapped

I can feel your heart beating fast

In the act, when i extract,

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

I'd rather act the part