This is a song about "Pretend"

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Kill the diddlers who whittle and spit pretend

I just wanna pretend i'm 5 again

And it rules everything around them

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Pure encouragement from friends, not really but i pretend

Don't pretend that we're beautiful

I'm modest, and humble

Spend all day discovering some new ways to pretend

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

So you can follow, or pretend to lead

Sunroof flow so over your head

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

I'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit