This is a song about "Cheat"

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I’ll fuck , cut , spit on you dirty cheat for free

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

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

More money that mean less sleep

If you think you can meet me without a cheat sheet,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

And why people cheat, yeah it makes me wonder

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Don't worry baby i aint never gonna cheat,

I’ll fuck , cut , spit on you dirty cheat for free

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history