This is a song about "You have fake js"

Yee yee these js stay fresh for days,

In his body and face

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

You other bitches is fake, just like baloney,

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

How could you think if everyone is fake they can make

And i can't help but notice

You fake ass rapers take the piss

All you niggas dead , dead fake

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I got ones, threes, all the sheez you wish your js were as fresh as these

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth