This is a song about "Fake best friends"

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

You got 3 votes by fake

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My best friends they recommended me for rap and now im here is this destiny?

You can think i'm a fake,

If i die before i wake

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Best friends in hospital i dont know what to do,go to some bitches house and just screw,

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

And it's time to make a real native separation from the fake friends

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

And fake friends need some therapy.

Its a war with the enemy

I wonder why, i sit and cry

He's seen several of his best friends die