This is a song about "Fake females"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Make these females hella bent.

I don't believe in bein fake

See my hands start to shake

If i die before i wake

You can think i'm a fake,

Playing the simple minded that's blinded by the pearly gates,

All i see is males, no females, just a bunch of bitches with wagging tails.

Saying females ain't for it and we all full of shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

I can tell you that this tape

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Ur love was always fake

Way to much right here is at stake