This is a song about "Fake freinds"

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

To come and change my life around

I got fake people, chomping down.

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Hit and miss these fake crips

3m's on my new balance

And fake friends need some therapy.

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

She's flawless like some uncut ice

All these fake shady's commence utilize

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

They just know the fake me