This is a song about "Fake bitches alley"

Chilling in the valley with sally eating lobster in an alley

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

Proves that ignorance is bliss

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

You other bitches is fake, just like baloney,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Needles in my alley history of murders and rapes,my area is old as hell

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Outta all them fucking fake bitches i thought you were the truest