This is a song about "Money drugs girls fake people"

They can’t even come around

I got fake people, chomping down.

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Im greater than drake, listen to me people this shit aint fake

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

If you even noticed/drugs affect users and people closest

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

When people fight, they fight scared, cause they're fake

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed