This is a song about "A fake ass froend"

Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

But it’s damaged by these fake-ass artists from the mainstream,

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Talk about i'm a buster? you're just a fake ass sucker, wannabe usher, with a stutter.

I could have destroyed your fake-ass any day/

But i ain't get to see you today

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

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Didn't you here there was a callback on your fake ass shit

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

It'll last for all these crazy days