This is a song about "Fakes"

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Basically no one fazes me, it amazes me how many fakes believe

Im around fakes so i just kept it all in and started drinking,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Quit with the bullshit, treating us like fakes for god's sake.

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Enough fakes!, i don't know where your headed to, but it aint in the right place/

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Every sentence i say, will make you question your religion you fakes//

When truly we're divided by our wealth, those lying snakes,

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

You fakes aint nothin but a pile of shit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit