This is a song about "Fake friend"

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Hold my tears i tried my best

Put your faith in christ my friend

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

You were an amazing best friend

I don't believe in bein fake

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

I may not be your best friend

Niggas in the street scared

Im starving for blood my friend

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

If i should die before i wake

You can think i'm a fake,