This is a song about "Unfaithful guys"

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

You want to be free, to fuck all the guys

One can mention ones self and it'd be too pretentious

Too many guys coming after us with menace

This freaking wise guys fucked

This is something different

Its the difference between wise men and wise guys

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

I make forty-some dollars a day

Too many guys i already slay

Why didn't i kill those fucking guys..

And when i start to rise

Fuck the guys, y'all suck, surprise.

I'm everything that they call nice

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

I'm going to devise a contest for you guys