This is a song about "Fake monther fuckers"

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Ur love was always fake

They fasting they won't leave me ate

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Hold my tears i tried my best

Fuckers don’t even know the last of it

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

On twitter today / #ripping this fake

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

All you niggas dead , dead fake

She self made, i'm self made

You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

My bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna hold me down