This is a song about "Fake friends sluts"

Fake friends it was all a sham,

Life's about decisions man

Last monday was nuts, i took 3 sluts

We vegetables, on them record labels

All these rappers complain about fake friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

And fake friends need some therapy.

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

I dont need fake friends i dont take ends

But no sluts ever passed me by

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

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

I don't have to pay bucks to fuck the nice sluts