This is a song about "Fake love"

I got fake people, chomping down.

I don't want no fucking crown

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

And this will be the song that we sing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Hit and miss these fake crips

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

I don't mind if you niggas hate

On twitter today / #ripping this fake

Your fake, man you mistake

I'm dreaming to be great

I'm everything that they call nice

All these fake shady's commence utilize