This is a song about "Fake rapers"

And fake friends need some therapy.

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

And i could see you coming home after work late

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

You're uncool like my mother kin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Beat out all console space invader rapers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

They just know the fake me

But make sure if they do see

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake