This is a song about "Fake"

You can think i'm a fake,

When the club gets played

Confusing what was real and fake;.

J. cole runnin' late

You're uncool like my mother kin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

That i can only love you when you undressed

A fake personality i dressed

You as fake as fake needs to know.

You know i be teasing, though

Way too much right here is at stake

And my niggas say that dope is fake

I got fake people, chomping down.

No reason to be around