This is a song about "Devin likes are fake"

You've heard from rags to riches, fake rappers are bitches

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Your mind likes, robbing you of the spotlight

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

K tryin' to explain, fake rappers are on the reign

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

I seem to love these whips - a white

She likes casinos every other night

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Look at ur tits duck are they fake duck

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Cant get enough, she likes it rough

Fake rappers know who they are, and i ain’t saying names,

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats