This is a song about "Fake vs real"

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?

Its like segregation when its stoners vs products

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Fake scenarios i would often create or were they real?

Don't you dare say i'm fake, cuz i'm keeping it real

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

And it's time to make a real native separation from the fake friends