This is a song about "Fake and gay"

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

"nigga, you fucking gay as hell, and nobody likes you",

They all sit back and dont even realise its fake

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

And fake friends need some therapy.

20 racks really thats sneaker money

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Are you into one direction and gay porn photographs?

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

And stop idolising fake rappers like lil wayne

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons