This is a song about "Phony"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

When i'm this close, to see you exposed as phony

Niggas gettin' phony if you think there's a joke attached,

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Schooling phony rappers is my #1 obsession

To be the best among and rise above the rest of these phony fakes

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

On those phony wack "artists" and all the cops that hate us,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

God mc oh my god you gotta see

So let me murder this phony

On explosive and corrosive antonyms of phony

And she ain't bout get no ring, jim kelly homey