This is a song about "Not being fake"

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

I am not the fake that you see er day

I'm not pretendin' or fake man, just mention my name and

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

All we need is convienient love

Not a choice but shows being careless,

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

No i’m not being funny,

20 racks really thats sneaker money

//sick of these topics not being discussed

As my name get bigger this game get different