This is a song about "Fancy li"

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

And hell. human condition? what a fancy name to label on a prison,

And now your best friend's having kids

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

Nothin fancy about no bounty baby im frantic

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

But astronomer is just a fancy word for moon starer

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

'cuz it's so deep in my blood, this the only shit that i fancy

Rap is based off of reality, re-a-li-sm

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Huh, and i don't rock a fake smile

Fancy type of draws drool on a mild pile

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,