This is a song about "Drugs cousins fake"

Of course they all hate

Ur love was always fake

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Guess i'm self made

You can think i'm a fake,

J. cole runnin' late

Ur love was always fake

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

See my hands start to shake

Confusing what was real and fake;.