This is a song about "Fake friends sluts"

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

And it's time to make a real native separation from the fake friends

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Two fucks aint given to a few sluts.

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

All these rappers complain about fake friends

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Yeah keep laughing, you and your fake-ass friends/

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,