This is a song about "Fake story"

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

That isn't without a story behind,

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

I don't believe in bein fake

I can tell you that this tape

You can think i'm a fake,

We both teenagers with the same mind state

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Cause my thing something vicious

This story is fictitious and delicious.

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

That would make a helluva story

And all women who had light features, see