This is a song about "Fake tit"

Ur love was always fake

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

What is it gonna take

I don't believe in bein fake

I'll fuckin slice your tit off with a meat cleaver and stab you in the head so much

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Where every recipient, property of the state

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Ur love was always fake

Of course they all hate

Your fake, man you mistake

I don't mind if you niggas hate

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

All you niggas dead , dead fake