This is a song about "Bitches fake"

All you niggas dead , dead fake

J. cole runnin' late

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Hold on be strong reality is fake

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Bout time i got my respect

No, just put us on death row

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Our vision never changed, we self made

Bitches try to fake me, but they know they'll never shake me

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Ur love was always fake

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made