This is a song about "Nigga yhu phony but talking dat real shit"

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

With g's in my pocket

I swear they talking shit

Real niggas get real shit

Bitch you should see my wallet

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

But really in the end cant trust nobody they phony

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Got ya bitch if she pitch ima hit dat nigga,

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla