This is a song about "Fake frien"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

I'm just trying to focus

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

Hit and miss these fake crips

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Your fake, man you mistake

I don't mind if you niggas hate

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

Ur love was always fake

All dem niggas gonna hate

They fasting they won't leave me ate

You can think i'm a fake,

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid