This is a song about "Fake niggahs"

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Of you and you no its true you fucking niggahs on the low

All you niggas dead , dead fake

I can tell you that this tape

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

But i won't rest till i'm givin my respect

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

You niggahs think you can hurt me then you are cray

They just know the fake me

Mama made her pretty

And my niggas say that dope is fake

I get my paper, y'all just hate

On twitter today / #ripping this fake

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake