This is a song about "Acting like your life was hard"

Acting like he's the son of god, bitch fuck your whine

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

Acting all hard when he hardly like that

But i was too busy acting like a pest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Soul brother number two, i'm the one now

Stop making out right now, your acting like chow

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

You're acting hard like rappin' god's, like you're full of the cash,

Y'all funny acting like y'all hard but you can't pay your rent

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Live your life, don't fold under press pressure, me who you are it ain't hard

Acting like a rebel

Yes bitch, that's a presidential