This is a song about "Fake tits and ass shots"

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Shore you got drive, don't turn fake on they ass

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches

You fake ass rapers take the piss