This is a song about "Snakes and fakes"

When truly we're divided by our wealth, those lying snakes,

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Im around fakes so i just kept it all in and started drinking,

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

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

We want a slice of #cheese #cake, take it from these snakes,

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes

Theres no escape from the unfortunate fate awates increasing the crime rates,

They make you need to be fake, some men are just snakes,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

He takes no responsibility and fakes

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names