This is a song about "Fake natives"

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Hit and miss these fake crips

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

I got fake people, chomping down.

Cop a car, new estate

Your fake, man you mistake

That's why i never claimed i was the best

A fake personality i dressed

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

All you niggas dead , dead fake

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Ur love was always fake