This is a song about "Phonies"

30 person overdose on one o, the phonies know

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

You phonies is fake you all is tripping tie up ya lace

Put expressions in their music and create the face

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

You phonies 'bout to head home in a box 'cuz it's the dead zone,

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

None of you phonies will ever be able to control me or hold me, so just behold the