This is a song about "Cheat codes"

Youre fucked, ur the lock, ima key,and youre shocked? thought i cheat?

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Don't worry baby i aint never gonna cheat,

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Music can't cheat on me, it's the one relation i put faith in,

Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on features

Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Cheat and steal, keep it real, eat a meal, life's will,

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

You're nothin' but a cheat, and a liar, and a fake,

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

And anti-noteable codes,

This is oh so much like getting votes