This is a song about "Fake people"

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

I'm in love with your business

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

We both met new people, some real some fake

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

All dem niggas gonna hate

Ur love was always fake

Ur love was always fake

Talk sharp like a razor blade

I got fake people, chomping down.

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Some people might say thats fake, so irrelevant