Fakez

I stand on all 10 by my lonely I don't need no fucking friends.  
The three letters in the end of friend is end so you know it ain't no making amends.  
These bitches are some weenies, aye shout out to Oscar Myers.  
People so fake these days, they can't even pretend to hold you down like a pair of pliers.  
I swear these fakers are devils in disguise,
Trynna blind me with they lies.  
Imma introvert I don't vibe with no fucking extroverts, I stay by lonely.  
I am engaged to the real and divorcing the fake for bitches can't bend our marriage like steel.  
Next fake ass person step to me, I got a machete of a tongue that pierce your soul so deep that aint to resuscitation can bring you back.  
 
They say why I talk to myself, and it's because I'm my own damn friend.  
Who had my back better than my own fucking self.  
When times got hard I picked myself back up without nobody helping.  
I am the one who won't spill my own business to these wolves in sheeps clothing.