This is a song about "Be fake"

Bring the battering ram where you live

All these fake shady's commence utilize

You can think i'm a fake,

If i die before i wake

Ur love was always fake

I'm dreaming to be great

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

And i dont have much friends cuz some could be fake

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

I was never fake, i was just too good to be true

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid