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

But it's real shit comparing to yours, son.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Watch closely as i knockoff shit thats phony as a real-life pony

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

Our nation have to bow, africa

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

See, it's something about commitment though

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Yeah nigga on, but this shit ain't what it seems