This is a song about "Strive love fake men good head"

Masterbigt, you think your good, get it out of your head,

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Eminem, you think your good, get it out of your head,

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

I got the good shit men i already told ya

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Too good in between the sheets in the mustang now we call em love seats

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

All the good times and all times we said i love you

Of course they all hate

Ur love was always fake

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

I'm wrecking lexiee's empty head while texting men on my cellphone