This is a song about "Fake farmers"

Ur love was always fake

I'm dreaming to be great

If i should die before i wake

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

A fake personality i dressed

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

When you spill out hits

What up girl, tell me how you been

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

You can think i'm a fake,

We both had dreams of being great

Fuck this battle, its worth less to me than a farmers cattle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Bullets flying, fake homies lying