This is a song about "Fake taxi"

See i can only love you when you undressed

A fake personality i dressed

And my niggas say that dope is fake

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I was even influenced by my taxi driver,

You headin' to his car for some taxi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Ur love was always fake

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Taxi! i need a ride to the real world,

Back like i never ever left in the first

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake