This is a song about "People are phoney"

All these people are thinking im fine/

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

People that are my enemies

So if you wanna leave

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

These kinda people are rare

Where most people are poor and uneducated,

Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked

In my drawsring, ring, ring

The people are waiting

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Where most people are poor and uneducated,

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Well people are always making fables