This is a song about "Fake bitchez"

A fake personality i dressed

But i can only love you when you undressed

My bitchez. all down to fuk.weed so loud..

But when you step out, why these bitches run out

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

And fake friends need some therapy.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

While scheming on hits

Hit and miss these fake crips

She don't really care about anyone advice

All these fake shady's commence utilize

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

I don't believe in bein fake

If i die before i wake