This is a song about "Fake bars"

A fake personality i dressed

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Preaching to the choir though

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Ur love was always fake

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Life has put her to the test

I don't believe in bein fake

She self made, i'm self made

On twitter today / #ripping this fake

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Real g when i'm spitting bars

When bret hart meet brett farve