This is a song about "Fake niggaa"

All you niggas dead , dead fake

J. cole runnin' late

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Hold on be strong reality is fake

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

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Fake based in the area

Ur love was always fake

Im washin off another plate

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake