This is a song about "Act"

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

I just pray my mother doesn't witness the act.

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

People out there act like animals

You think this all some kind of act

Then i bet he be cracked

From the back seat, back seat

Righty ho, that's drake's act copied

There's crack, there's crack

In the act, when i extract,

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

With a fag dont know to act

Turn up that music

I'll smash tracks and act sick

See, where i come from is hard

I'd rather act the part