This is a song about "Benefit fraud"

Lord- i'm 'bout to sawed off you in the face, cough "stout fraud"

If you thought it, it better be what you want

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Your a fake n a fraud make me wanna kick you str8 in the balls

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

You played me for your own benefit

They don't care bout the economy as long as they benefit from the tax collection!

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

I would be mad but i'm just laughin' while i'm bashin' this fraud

I'ma tell you this for your own benefit,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

There existed no one rap fraud in

Double mg not to mention

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

And shove my rhymes up your ass and declare you a fraud.