This is a song about "Fake niggers"

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Talk sharp like a razor blade

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

If i die before i wake

You can think i'm a fake,

The fence they was on about my rap skills

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

All you niggas dead , dead fake

We both teenagers with the same mind state

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

A fake personality i dressed

Optimism - wishin' make you too content