This is a song about "Fake niggaz"

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

Told me rep the city good keep the board moving

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

I'm super fast, you niggaz are slow.

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

What you call hate

Ur love was always fake