This is a song about "Fake friendals"

Ur love was always fake

If i die before i wake

You can think i'm a fake,

They fasting they won't leave me ate

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Hold on be strong reality is fake

Oh yeah, pops got a visa

Fake based in the area

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Summertime in the city

They just know the fake me

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix