This is a song about "Fake that"

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Got so much truth in me that i can't fake my plans

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

On twitter today / #ripping this fake

For those that fake, you all can keep faking

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

I don't believe in bein fake

At an extremly alarming rate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

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

I am not the fake that you see er day

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

Fake punk, talkin all that shit, you ain't rough

I can teach you all the sounds of love