This is a song about "Fake freinds"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

Hit and miss these fake crips

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Fake based in the area

See my hands start to shake

You got 3 votes by fake

And this will be the song that we sing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

I got fake people, chomping down.

My name is timb aka thomas crown