This is a song about "Fake mensen"

Confusing what was real and fake;.

I can tell you that this tape

Your fake, man you mistake

Im washin off another plate

They just know the fake me

Cause you love me, call me daddy

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

You as fake as fake needs to know.

That's why they can't mess up my flow

Hoping that nobody don't notice

And these fake cocksuckers fists/