This is a song about "Phony friend"

So let me murder this phony

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Hold up yea we the best

Im starving for blood my friend

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

But really in the end cant trust nobody they phony

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

With phony politicians standing slanting unsteadily crooked

So go ahead, give this phony you'r vote,

Been running around trying find a job

So now i ain't gonna be so kind because we all know that your phony,

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

On explosive and corrosive antonyms of phony

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see