This is a song about "Fuck the fake ones think about the rereal ones bros resp fmts 3 sfro 1"

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I learned how to take one and divide him from the fake ones,

I was born to do the damn thing

The ones that just wanted something

Watching for the cops that's moving through

// [we're the ones who made you]

My day ones, the same ones that i pass the dope

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

And if you got money man the head is amazing

Separated, me from the ones that was hating

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

The ones that have the big tits

Showing me all these successful rappers but not the "came to" ones

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves