This is a song about "Celine alexis fake"

Im washin off another plate

I don't believe in bein fake

We both had dreams of being great

Ur love was always fake

Let em marinate, you forever late

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

All these fake shady's commence utilize

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

When you spill out hits

Hit and miss these fake crips

And this will be the song that we sing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

At an extremly alarming rate

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

And i can't help but notice

And these fake cocksuckers fists/