None of it is Real

I'm smoking indoor Weed so strong I might hit the floor When I walk in I see hella damn hoes Half ass naked they ain't wearing no clothes Long live the legends who died in the 4 But God why you had to take Crisco Lou I wish you never hit da store I'm fucked up mentally my heart broke doe It seems like nobody help me at my low But They gone be there when its time to hit the Road I stay out the mix but these niggas be playing So I got to hop on they ass like a toad If he in court and he hear them years by the Judge he get nervous he starting fold It's crazy how the game play out now he a Snitch and I can't believe he told Damn Shit mane crazy Long live my brothers mane long live Polo James, BLO, Qua, Lu, Dwayne, Eyahlarmar Jaleel, Crisco, Marea and my Grandpa mane y'all Live Through Me Love isn't real That shit fake I see the lies I see the fake I just want great They always hate I feel like bait There's no escape I wanna cry My brothers died My eyes died They died red Smoking weed that's my favorite med