This is a song about "Fake shit"

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Nevermind all that hatred / just please stop that fake shit./

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

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

Im not all about that fake shit

Pass that, catch back, fast that

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

I understand you're a dope rapper, but some shit is fake

Why fake natives' talking bout shit they ain't never had,

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

This aint no fake shit that i'm writing

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

Look in the scope, my people still a target

But it’s hard when they listens to fake types of shit,