This is a song about "Fake fr"

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Hold on be strong reality is fake

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Im washin off another plate

I'm the talk of the town

I got fake people, chomping down.

What you call hate

You can think i'm a fake,

When the club gets played

I don't believe in bein fake

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

We both had dreams of being great

Your fake, man you mistake

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

And fake friends need some therapy.