This is a song about "Act"

Niggas die over shoes

Don't act all slick, don't act all smooth!

You think this all some kind of act

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

You act like one another

Going broke, no sir

No slipping in ya act

Just lay back, get your face slapped

That acknowledges this polished act.

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

I can feel your heart beating fast

We could never have a peace act

In the act, when i extract,

Twista finna get up on the track

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

There destructive like cancer act