This is a song about "Act hat bag"

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

That acknowledges this polished act.

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

Faculty tripping come later to get your hat back

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Its cold as shit in this booth

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Get carried away in a body bag

Back to my abandoned ship wearing the captains hat,

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Diplomat hat jonathan's unhappy aftermath

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last