This is a song about "Mad bitches who are fake"

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Fake rappers know who they are, and i ain’t saying names,

And i just want to hold her

Who is this fool named mad dreamer

Fake fuckers, who freeze up when there's trouble,

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

Bitches mad, was eating on they sofa

It go microphone check, one, two, yola

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

You are not real you are fake that's the deal

Who buzz bully you bitches

Cuz ignorance is bliss

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings

When fake bitches see people they haven't seen in years

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Fake people who waste space and shot guns