This is a song about "Hypocrite"

Shit, that makes me bit of a hypocrite right?

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Naw, i think you're just another hypocrite bitch

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Cynics and hypocrite critics and interns will in turn,

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Politicians and hypocrite critics, yeah they're waiting for ya,

People just want this hypocrite gets slit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

But still they call me the hypocrite,

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Naw, i think you're just another hypocrite bitch