This is a song about "Faking"

You think i'm serious when i say i'm a psycho? i'm faking,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

For those that fake, you all can keep faking

I was born to do the damn thing

You were faking being hard and now you gonna get got

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,

On trial for possession of some chronic

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

He never fit in, always faking sick

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Every smile i was faking, every promise was breaking,

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

Of you faking being hard when it all goes down