This is a song about "Fakes"

I don't battle fakes who act dope that's a fact

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

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

And i could see you coming home after work late

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

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

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

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

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

The fakes just wondering what.

I said i don’t give a fuck