This is a song about "Fake ass bith"

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Your life is a product of trash

Shore you got drive, don't turn fake on they ass

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

I beat you by one more figure you fake ass licker

All dem niggas gonna hate

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Ur love was always fake

If i should die before i wake

I could have destroyed your fake-ass any day/

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Look, i got no time for that type of connection