My Treatise

These fakes in my business,
cuz um realah than christmas,
My mind is on mine,
why tha pokin full time.

Let me fall in love,
why ya tryna still my girl,
ahh make you go missin,
like chicks without a chicken.

I don't care about rap,
cause it's way too much hatas,
I wanna move away,
try to see some new places.

I wanna get married,
try somethin different,
I want her be my wife,
but these niggas they be foolin.