This is a song about "A game she cant fake it"

You put up a front to deal with us, it’s so fake it hurts,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Can't say i killed the fake rap game, they would've booked me

Lifes a game, i aint even tryna play it

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Cant get enough, she likes it rough

I've got muslims calling on jesus

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Is like a game so you betta play it just right.

It's a game, and i plan to win it

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Either way your a part of it ,cant change yourself,

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

But isn't it all just a game