This is a song about "Fake shit poeple say"

I can't fake a whole album that would say, i don't care

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

She say she fucking with me the long way

Catch a kay ey, the shit i say

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Some people might say thats fake, so irrelevant

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

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

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

We're not forgotten, while you say a fake truth soft as cotton,