This is a song about "Fake riends"

I get my paper, y'all just hate

You can think i'm a fake,

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

They just know the fake me

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Ur love was always fake

We got young people's lives at stake

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake