This is a song about "Fake nigga kinda rappers"

Pushin permanent twistin i'm on a mission got me on the mashtried to dig, you was screamin when i did

Fake rappers stick to me like prosthetics of a diabetic who wanted to look visually aesthetic.

Fake rappers take money in favor of remaining true

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Number two, you're fake and rappers know that's true

Like fame in maine is only got fake rappers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I don't find any nigga worth battlin', i'll put four rappers in.

Kinda feels like déjà vu

I really love my miami crew

Fake rappers are spotted whether black or white like dalmatians,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

So all the hustling for nothing man

That's the kinda person i am