This is a song about "Dont believe the hype"

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Dont believe me when i smile cus i fake it at times.

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

But they know the hype when i make a mitt-sake, shit, typo/

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

One way sane train, straight into my vain, cant stop the hype, im in so much pain.

I just light up and focus

The fiction don't believe us

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

And believe the lies in disguise,

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

Sell out a show and grow from the hype.

I dont wanna believe but im starting to think,

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast