This is a song about "Fake people lame ass"

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

I didnt clap yo ass out the game cuz nigga u lame

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Didn't you here there was a callback on your fake ass shit

Third ward general, young cash money

Like a lame ass little bunny

I could have destroyed your fake-ass any day/

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

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

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

If you believe then you can achieve