This is a song about "Fact"

To reds i ain't know how to act

Stimulating night in club type of fact

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

Opposites attract, boy to girl that's a fact

I am my inspiration

In fact it was fuck him

Been jacking up random answers; fact

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

We don't ever make love

The fact that it's all bogus

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

So imma call ya, fag cause in fact

As a matter of fact

I can feel your heart beating fast

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Hopelessly loathing the fact,