This is a song about "Fake people"

All you niggas dead , dead fake

We both had dreams of being great

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

You can think i'm a fake,

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

And my niggas say that dope is fake

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Hold on be strong reality is fake

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Im greater than drake, listen to me people this shit aint fake