This is a song about "A fake ass froend"

I could have destroyed your fake-ass any day/

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

You're nothin' but a cheat, and a liar, and a fake,

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

I understand you're a dope rapper, but some shit is fake

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

A couple of hookers, nice ass

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

A fake personality i dressed

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Im not pious to this fake ass religions,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips