This is a song about "Fake ass gangters"

Im not pious to this fake ass religions,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I don't believe in bein fake

Of course they all hate

Your life is a product of trash

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

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Yeah keep laughing, you and your fake-ass friends/

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

Talk about i'm a buster? you're just a fake ass sucker, wannabe usher, with a stutter.

Scab, fix up look shop joe

You as fake as fake needs to know.