This is a song about "A fake ass froend"

You can think i'm a fake,

J. cole runnin' late

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

You fake like money your a counterfeit

We never tattle, let god handle that

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

This is no trial, this a closed case