This is a song about "Fake people and real"

Some people might say thats fake, so irrelevant

God willing i'll proceed to a good husband

When people fight, they fight scared, cause they're fake

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

My name is timb aka thomas crown

I got fake people, chomping down.

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

We both met new people, some real some fake

That try to chase these skirts

That people can't find real words

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Don't you dare say i'm fake, cuz i'm keeping it real

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

No whats real is having people talking through lies and deceit

If i dont trust it i disobey, thats how you separate the real from the fake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make